A good friend of mine---Adrian Van Giessen---died last week after a long, hard fought battle with cancer. Adrian coordinated church planting for the CRC (Christian Reformed Church) in Eastern Canada. He was a talented, gracious man and a good, good father. His son wrote a beautiful tribute that he posted today. It brought tears to my eyes. Here’s just a few lines:
I am not prepared to write this letter
to sing this song
to tread this weary way today.
This is hard.
I am angry, and heartbroken, and numb,
and things were not meant to be this way.
Thank you for teaching me that God is alive
in my weakness and in my vulnerability.
More than once you shouted from the pulpit
“God is crazy about you!”
while your shoulder twitched
and your blue eyes shimmered
in a way that convinced me of
your statement’s truth.
And it was this truth
combined with your fervent insistence
that God’s grace is radical
that invited faith into my lifeblood
and into the heartbeat of our family.
Until we meet again my friend at Jesus feet.