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Goodbye My Friend

Last week was strange week at work, it just didn’t seem right, something was missing, someone.

Nick worked at our store for over four years, until he left last September, but still since then he comes in almost daily as a customer.

He worked in tool hire, but his counter was next to me, being of similar age and having similar likes in terms of music, sport, films etc, we got on well, even though our football teams were fierce rivals! I can have a weird sense of humour sometimes and out of nowhere find an offbeat reference to some old film, song or whatever, to something that’s been said, only Nick would laugh, no one else got it, nearly always Nick would, I did catch him out every now and again, but not very often.

Last Sunday I was on my way home from karate, when I met another old colleague. He said to me it’s bad news about Nick, to which I replied what do mean. He said that someone had sent him a text to say he’d died. I laughed it off, must be a joke, I only saw him in the shop a few days ago, must be just a mad rumour.

When I got to work Monday, I found it was true, his son had come home Friday to find him dead. The whole place was in shock, we couldn’t accept it.

Nick was a year younger than me, I used to joke to the customers that he was the older one of us, they always agreed and he would go to great lengths to prove me wrong, it was our on-running joke. Now he’s gone, I can’t help thinking that people younger than me shouldn’t be dying, that should not happen.

The other thing about it all the bothers me and my colleagues, is the relationship between Nick and his son Ollie, they were more like best mates. Nick had two sons and he lived for them both, everything he did was for his two boys, but the bond between Ollie and Nick was just so close. For Ollie, who the youngest son, to find him like that is just unimaginable.

Ollie’s a good kid, with a sensible head on his shoulders, I’m sure he’ll be fine given time. I pray for him.

Through all of this I can’t help but think, why Nick, this should have been me. Almost seven years ago, I wanted to take me own life, I almost destroyed myself drinking, it should have been me. But on that day God spoke and told me my kids needed me, so I stopped my plan and sought help. So why save me, but take Nick?

I guess in a way I’m questioning God, but deep down I know his timing is beyond our comprehension. At work, as a Christian, I can’t explain why to friends and colleagues, it simply was just his time.

As I walked to work, knowing what had happen I suddenly thought, that I hope after all our chats, he had made his peace. I have spoken honestly about my past struggles at work, spoke of my feelings, the depression, the suicide plan, the drinking, my faith, I had had conversations with Nick about these things. Then I remembered one time he said that I was the only person he had heard talk about and describe some of the feelings he had too, I hoped this was enough that he found grace.

As I walked a little further, I heard a thought in my head say, “Don’t worry, we’ve got him”. Then I had a vision of an army of angels lifting him up. It made me smile, Nick wasn’t a small guy, that was another running joke we had, his fat jokes about himself and my short jokes about me, we would get them in about ourselves before others could and then laugh at each other, never any malice, just two friends and colleagues having a bit of banter.

Nick’s brother is also a customer, I told him what I felt I had heard and seen, he laughed a little too, I said I’m not sure if it helps, but I’m sure he’s in a better place. Although he’s not a Christian, I believe he knows he’s in a better place, he said Nick was close to his Gran and he believed they were now together again.

We still don’t know exactly what took Nick, he was a big guy, but fit and strong with it, so we are still waiting to hear and have the funeral date confirmed, it sounds like most of the branch want to attend, so maybe it will have to close down for a few hours, we’ll see.

Thank you Nick for being a friend, for all the laughter and jokes we shared, as well as the deeper conversations we held.

Goodbye my friend, we’ll meet again one day, I’m sure.

SATURN by SLEEPING AT LAST
You taught me the courage of stars before you left.
How light carries on endlessly, even after death.
With shortness of breath, you explained the infinite.
How rare and beautiful it is to even exist.

I couldn’t help but ask
For you to say it all again.
I tried to write it down
But I could never find a pen.
I’d give anything to hear
You say it one more time,
That the universe was made
Just to be seen by my eyes.

I couldn’t help but ask
For you to say it all again.
I tried to write it down
But I could never find a pen.
I’d give anything to hear
You say it one more time,
That the universe was made
Just to be seen by my eyes.

With shortness of breath, I’ll explain the infinite
How rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.

Verse of the Day – Philippians 4:8

Philippians 4:8

Philippians 4:8

With lives so full of outside pressures and stresses it can be hard to keep our minds on what is right, only His word holds me in the ways I should be going and thinking.

SATURN by SLEEPING AT LAST
You taught me the courage of stars before you left.
How light carries on endlessly, even after death.
With shortness of breath, you explained the infinite.
How rare and beautiful it is to even exist.

I couldn’t help but ask
For you to say it all again.
I tried to write it down
But I could never find a pen.
I’d give anything to hear
You say it one more time,
That the universe was made
Just to be seen by my eyes.

I couldn’t help but ask
For you to say it all again.
I tried to write it down
But I could never find a pen.
I’d give anything to hear
You say it one more time,
That the universe was made
Just to be seen by my eyes.

With shortness of breath, I’ll explain the infinite
How rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.
 

Verse of the Day – Colossians 3:20-21

Colossians 3:20-21

Colossians 3:20-21

Tomorrow my daughter takes her second grading at karate, I guess there is a lot of pressure on her being the instructor’s daughter, but however she does I will be proud.

I’LL KEEP YOU SAFE by SLEEPING AT LAST
I’ll keep you safe
Try hard to concentrate
Hold out your hand
Can you feel the weight of it
The whole world at your fingertips
Don’t be, don’t be afraid
Our mistakes they were bound to be made
But I promise you I’ll keep you safe

You’ll be an architect so pull up your sleeves
And build a new silhouette
In the skylines up ahead
Don’t be, don’t be afraid
Our mistakes they were bound to be made
But I promise you I’ll keep you safe
I’ll keep you safe

Darkness will be rewritten
Into a work of fiction, you’ll see
As you pull on every ribbon
You’ll find every secret it keeps
The sound of the branches breaking under your feet
The smell of the falling and burning leaves
The bitterness of winter
Or the sweetness of spring
You are an artist
And your heart is your masterpiece
And I’ll keep it safe

Dismiss the invisible
By giving it shape
Like a clockmaker fixes time
By keeping the gears in line
Don’t be, don’t be afraid
God knows that mistakes will be made
But I promise you I’ll keep you safe

As you build up your collection
Of pearls that you pulled from the deep
A landscape more beautiful than anything that I’ve ever seen
The sound of the branches breaking under your feet
The smell of the falling and burning leaves
The bitterness of winter
Or the sweetness of spring
You are an artist
And your heart is your masterpiece
And I’ll keep it safe
 

Verse of the Day – Psalm 8:3-4

Psalm 8:3-4

Psalm 8:3-4

We should all be thankful that our God cares for all the works of His hands.

In our lowest times, He cares for us.
In our darkest times, He cares for us.
In our hardest times, He cares for us.
In our empty times, He cares for us.
In all our times, He cares for us.

APERTURE by SLEEPING AT LAST
Happiness is somewhere I have been before-
A blurry photograph that I have since ignored.
I’ll carefully adjust the aperture once more,
Until I set the record straight.

I’ll brush aside the dim, make room for the bright.
I’ll be an editor, no, a curator of light.
I’ll let my better angels always set me right,
Until I even out the score.
Until I even out the score.

God, it has been quite a year-
I’ve lived a little bit and I’ve died a little more.
I know that I’ve asked it before,
But please let the scale tip here in my favor.

What was once the sweetest melody I’ve heard
Is now a memory reduced to little words.
I’ll tune the orchestra and play the overture,
Until I pinpoint every note.

Give me the heart of an archeologist,
That I may dig until I prove that I exist.
A subterranean cathedral in my midst,
Where echos come to rest.
Where echos come to rest.
Is this where echos come to rest?

God, it has been quite a year-
I’ve lived a little bit and I’ve died a little more.
I know that I’ve asked it before,
But please let the scale tip here in my favor.

Until I set the record straight,
Until I set the record straight,
Until I can set the record straight.

 

Heaven Breaks by Sleeping At Last

I heard this song this morning whilst walking, it was the first time I’ve listened to it in some time, I simply love the beauty of the song.

As usual I couldn’t find a lyric video, so I’ve made one of my own again, enjoy.

When heaven meets the earth
We will have no use for numbers
To measure who are and what we’re worth
When Heaven meets the earth
We will have no need for mirrors
To tell us who to be
And where we fit into this awkward point of view
(Heaven Breaks by Sleeping At Last)