Today, I am feeling sad. I lost a good friend last night. After a long struggle with kidney failure, a kidney transplant, having that kidney fail, dialysis, my good friend Lynn died of a heart attack. He had been sick for a long time. But he never lost his spirit.
Lynn and I have sung together in choir, a quartet, an adult "swing" chous, and madrigal groups for over 35 years. He sang bass and could reach those really low notes that seem to shake the rafters. He was fun. He was humorous, and was a good Christian, family man.
His passing makes me sad, but it is a sadness that I realize is mine. Lynn has suffered so in the last year, that I know in my heart that he no longer is suffering. But today, that reality doesn't ease the sorrow in my heart.
Lynn was a strong leader in the community, and a respected business man. He had a near death experience several years ago, and because of it, wrote a book which told his story, and maybe made it easier for those faced with death and dying.
Lynn, will be missed, but I know that he is one guy that when he arrived at the heavenly gates, God greeted him with open arms and said, "Welcome home, O good and faithful servant."
Goodbye Lynn, I'll miss you, buddy!