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Sep232010

Death in the family

Dayton Black, a brother in our church, passed away today.

He was in a car accident about two weeks ago, but the initial prognosis was pretty optimistic. However, optimism faded with each day, and today we are a bunch of believers in shock and grief.

His passing is doubly difficult because his father and mother are also in our church. So we hurt both at the loss of Dayton and at the hurt that Richard and Cathy are feeling. But we know, and we keep reminding each other, that there is no death. Dayton is now united with Jesus, who is one with the Father. Dayton is more alive and is more Dayton than he has ever been.

But oh how it hurts.

I was not close to Dayton, so I'm a bit surprised by my level of grief. My last memory of Dayton was from a month ago. We were meeting at Richard and Cathy's, and Stella, our 1-year-old, was giving Amanda and me a difficult time. We were both frustrated and having a hard time concentrating when Dayton comes up to us, sweeps Stella in his huge arms, and went and got her a drink. He took responsibility for her for the rest of the time so that Amanda and I could enjoy the gathering.

Oh God, please now return the favor by giving Dayton a drink from the Water of Life.

I've been listening to a song today by Bebo Norman for comfort. He wrote it when his sister in Christ, Rita, passed away at too young an age. Here are the lyrics, altered for Dayton.


Lay down softly in our sorrow 
Lay down brother to die 
And cover over him sweet Father 
Cover over his eyes 

Your broken body cannot weather 
The years your youth still longs to spend 
So go down graceful, sleep with the angels 
And wake up whole again 

‘Cause it was not your time; that's a useless line 
A fallen world took your life 

But the God that sometimes can't be found 
Will wrap Himself around you 
So lay down, brother, lay down 

Slower passing are the hours 
To tell this tale that takes its time 
But the finest moment, no man can measure 
Is to look your Savior in the eyes 

So take him tender to Your table 
Take him from this killing floor 
To taste the water that is forever 
Let him be thirsty no more 

It was not his time; that's a useless line 
A fallen world took his life 

But the God that sometimes can't be found 
Will wrap Himself around you 
So lay down, brother, lay down 

And the God that sometimes can't be found 
Will wrap Himself around you 
So lay down, Dayton, lay down

 

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Reader Comments (2)

(wiping away tears). Dayton holding Stella is one of my last memories of him too. We listened to Matt Maher's <u> Christ is Risen </u> for comfort today.
-m

September 23, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterMaria

Every time I remember him, I see him smiling.

September 24, 2010 | Unregistered Commenteramy

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