While on vacation...

three years ago today I was woken around midnight with a call from the hospital telling me that my little brother was killed in a 4-wheeler accident. I then had to tell my immediate and extended family. The whole night is a blur. I know I didn't sleep for 2 days. By 2am my extended family that lived in town and church members were sitting in my family's living room. My parents were a wreck, my sisters were in disbelief and I was in complete shock. This was one way I didn't expect my vacation to go. The text below was written in the program at my brother's funeral. Even thought the words are so true, it doesn't make the fact that my brother is never coming back any easier.

I'm free.
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took is hand when I heard him call.
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day.
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
I found that place at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void, then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss.
Ah yes, these things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with these times of sorrow.
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full. I savored much.
Good friends, good times. A loved ones touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief.
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me.
God wanted me now.
He set me free.

I leave tomorrow morning to visit my family and friends in Clearwater. It's going to be a hard trip but I am looking forward to seeing everyone.