Yesterday our family attended the service of a classmate of Mark's killed in a car accident. The service was beautiful and moving. I left feeling like I knew who this boy was, though I had never spoken to him. I learned that he had rededicated his life to Christ just two weeks before the accident. He spent his time writing poetry about God, sharing his faith with others, and doing some crazy stunts. He rode a quad and a moped. He had a girlfriend. He loved his youth pastor, and showed his love in tangible ways. When his youth pastor had torn ligaments in his elbow, he went to his house and built a roof for his pigeon coup, as thieves had stolen over 200 birds. He was upset that 'bad guys' had stolen from his youth pastor. He wanted to be a chef. He wanted to be a prayer counselor at the upcoming Harvest Crusade. He had his whole life ahead of him and it was just taking off. His family made sure there was a gospel presentation and an opportunity to accept Christ in the service. At least 5 people gave their lives to the Lord as a result. So, the question is, why did God take him so soon? I have no idea. Here's a poem he wrote:
He died for us all.
In the end it's your call.
Where your soul will go.
You will reap what you sow.
He loves us all the same.
Life is more than just a game.
He cares about you and I.
So there is no reason to cry.
He will always be there.
And he will always care.
He hears you when you call.
And He will always break your fall.
My God is so good to me.
He can make the blind to see.
If you put your life in His hands,
You blessings will be like the stars and the sands.
Travis Wade Ingram
June 4, 1989 - July 20, 2007
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