GOODBYE, MY FRIEND

My friend, Carl, passed away last week. I understand that no one had seen him around for a few days and that his truck outside his home had sat for too long and caused some for worry. When they entered his home, they found he'd died.

Carl was the plant-man at one of the contract jobs I had long before I'd started this blog. He'd come to water the plant beside my cubicle and we'd always chat. He was an old surfer dude. Crew cut hair and tanned, leathery skin. He had such a twinkle in his eye and such a sweet smile. He always greeted me with "hello, my friend."

He had worked at a strip club as a bouncer many years ago. He said one of the gals had decided to quit dancing and wanted to go to church to find Jesus. She asked him to come with her. He found Jesus too. : )

I cried for Carl tonight. I cried out to God and thanked Him for calling after my friend's heart. I know Carl is in heaven with the Father who loves him.

Lord, thank you for loving Carl. Thank you for taking him home to be with you. Thank you for giving us a place beyond this life...God, you are loving and good.

I'm going to miss you, my friend. Goodbye.