I know it’s been over two months since it happened, but I couldn’t bring myself to write this until now. I pray God strengthens those reading this and gives us encouragement as we continue to live out our days with the same attitude he exuded so prevalently.
My ally, my brother, my friend:
The wound cuts deep in me.
I long to share once more with you
My fears, my joys, my suffering.
But you shall lie forever silent,
Adrift in peaceful seas,
Forever singing praises around the throne
In the presence of your King.
Your trials are done, your path is complete,
Your prize has been obtained.
Now rest, my friend, within the gaze
Of the Master you served throughout your days.
Your spirit’s fervor inspired many,
And your confidence shall remain
Deep in the hearts of those you loved
And the ones who loved you the same.
It’s tough, but it is not the end.
I know where you’ve gone to be.
I miss you, but someday I’ll see
Your face again in eternity.
I love you, brother.
R.I.P. Jonathan Michael Sennit (February 7, 2009)