Reading Between The Lines

I recently attended the furneral of a friend that had passed away due to Stage 4 brain cancer. I had only known this friend for about six months. He left behind his daughter of about the age of seven. I've always wondered why bad things happen to good people. It was at the funeral that everything that I had learend in my faith was starting to make sence. We are sent on this earth to do a special job and once we do that job God will take us back to heaven the spend the rest of our soul's life in harmony. Even if it means taking your life at the most inconveient time for others. This friend was only 42 years old and he had a daughter that was his life. He had also just asked the love of his life to marry him months before his diagnosis. God wants you to keep the faith in him and understand that things happen for a reason and it is not meant to hurt us but make us stronger. Darryl was an extraordinary man that gave more of himself than anyone can repay. He used to laugh for no reason. He cared for his daughter, Sami. He received Sami at just the right time to give him something to live for. He was the most truthful man anyon could ever know. His last wish was that all of his family and friends had faith in God or we needed to go find it. I don't mean to make is seem that all I thought about is myself but at Darryl's funeral I was spoken to that I myself needed to renew my faith in the Lord and love him with all of my being. We shouldn't even think that or life will never get better because it will. The minister at the funeral said "Life is like a a relay race and you are here to do the plan that God has set out for you and when you dying it is your chance to pass the baton to another person and once you pass it securely you pass away." I think that that is the most blunt way you can put life. So in the end we should live each and everyday like we were dying tomorrow. Thank You Darryl for gracing my life when you did because my life would not be the same if we had met.. You are a true inspiration to me to what kind of person God wants you to be.
R.I.P Darryl A. Smith 1964-2007.

Inspiration never arrived when you were searching for it.
-Lisa Alther