Remembering my little friend …

He often wore a leather “momo” jacket just his size. Occasionally his blond hair stood in a spike. He walked with determination – he knew where he was going.

Friends come in all shapes, sizes and yes ages. Many would suggest those so disparate in age could not be “friends.” He would want to talk to me when he rode by. Sometimes he would have a gift – a picture he drew, a picture of himself or a “hug.” He would shake my hand and flash a fond smile.

Three years old. Yes, he was my friend.

Two years later I still cannot give a good reason why. An older friend and I talked today and realized at our age we do think of our own mortality more often. Not for a three year old. We are left with “what” to do.

Cameron would suggest we live on. He might send us a signal we should not view life Platonically – we live in a world of shadows waiting for the realm of the ideal. He could suggest we live life the way he did. I look forward to the day when all is created new, Jesus completes what he began and we share life without the threat of death. He may tell us Jesus defeated death – our most significant enemy. My friendship may be renewed in the complete “new creation” we find Paul referring to in Romans 8.

I cannot stand at the west door of our foyer without seeing my little friend come to celebrate Jesus each week. I still remember.

Aaron and Kandi, we love you. We look forward to the little life awaiting entrance into this world. May God bless you with good remembrances that strengthen your hope.

About the Author
Husband to Patty. Daddy to Kimberly and Tommie. Grandpa Doc to Cohen, Max, Fox, and Marlee. Pastor to Snow Hill Baptist Church. Graduate of Oklahoma Baptist University and Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary. Reading. Photography. Golf. Colorado. Jeeping. Friend. The views and opinions expressed here are my own and should not be construed as representing the corporate views of the church I pastor.

1 comment on “Remembering my little friend …

  1. says:

    While our family could not help but mourn Cameron’s loss this past week, we have also been blessed by encouragement from our church family at Snow Hill. Two years ago today you shared some similar memories during his funeral service. Your clear remembrance of him today helps remind us that he was truly significant to others as well. Thank you.

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