Remembering One, Thankful for All

Just got word that a friend of mine has died.
I haven't seen him or talked to him in years.
He was one of the precious youth kids I had the
privilege to spend time with in his teen days.
As I sit here, remembering him and those times years ago,
I wonder about his life in between then and now.
He was a sweet, quiet young man, with a giant grin.
He was always polite and most of the time soft spoken.
I remember having a very real, quiet conversation with him about Jesus.
He accepted Him as his Savior, and had lots of questions.
I don't know how he died, or what his life was like, but I do know
that he is in heaven and his questions are all answered now.
He makes 4 of our youth kids that have gone home, too soon, it would
seem to us.
We loved each of our youth kids. We prayed many prayers for them all.
We laughed and cried with them.
It's really hard to hear when one dies, but, it's beyond precious to remember
moments like the one with this young man.
It's times like this that I stop in my tracks, get quiet and reflect.
If you are one of our youth kids reading this...I love you and I miss you.
Thank you for the laughter and the tears.
You all made a difference in our lives and we are grateful.