This happens every year, and yesterday, it happened again; for the first time this year.
You see, I had a friend who was traveling on Christmas Eve, hit some ice on the highway, couldn't stop, and died that day. His father, brother, and himself all were taken that day, leaving his eight year-old sister who had survived the accident; much less the only one to survive.
Loosing my friend Sam...words can't describe it.
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I didn't drive for almost a week.
And the first time I got back out there on the road...well...let's just say I didn't quite hit the speed limit.
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I was talking to one of my best friend's dad one day.
My best friend and his family knew Sam even more than I did, and this family have been family friends of ours also sense I was young.
He told me something that day
-that gave me some peace
and
-started the healing process.
We talked about Sam, and how blessed it was/is that Sam became saved before he died.
But something more (that I didn't know) hit me so hard.
--And gave me hope.
My best friend Carter and I co-lead a Bible Study that year (we were both Sophomores in high school) and Sam came to our Bible Study.
Not only Sam, but his dad had became a Christian just recently before the accident; and Sam came to many of the Bible Study meetings right before Christmas Break.
One day, Sam's dad came to school because Sam had forgotten something that was needed for school that day. When his dad opened his locker, he saw Sam's Bible, which sat on the top shelf next to his text books. Carter's dad went on to tell me that he and Sam's dad had a conversation close to the day after this event occurred, and Sam's dad talked about how encouraged he was to see his son starting to grow in the Lord and how encouraged he himself was to see that Bible in his locker. To see that Sam went to Bible Study and got involved.
I was so encouraged by this.
I was shocked.
Relieved.
Happy.
Sad.
And devastated all at the same time.
I was shocked that I could hold so many emotions at the same time.
But I am SO glad that we had that talk. I needed to hear it.
I KNEW God had a purpose for that Bible Study.
He always does.
Not that I doubted Him, but the Lord...He just works in such beautiful ways.
But back to yesterday.
Every year, around the first snowfall/ice that sticks around,
I REALLY start to think about Sam.
(I think about him all the time though)
How much I really miss him.
What he'd be doing if he was still here.
What work he'd be doing for the Lord, and how awesome it is that he is now spending time with his creator. Forever. Perfect. Beautful.
But with that, come the tears.
I broke down.
I was driving...thinking about the ice...and Sam.
Sam...
Shortly after Sam passed, I wrote a song in his honor.
It just came to me, and poured out so quickly.
I'm amazed at how simple and "together" it is/came out.
It talks about when Sam chose Jesus over other faiths.
--"A Testimony Story, that lived two lives.
One was of another faith, the other of Christ.
He couldn't live both, anymore.
He decided to follow Jesus, and kneel at His thrown.
----> Verse One.
"He began to have faith,
He began to have faith."
-----> Pre-Chorus
"After he chose Jesus, he lived a new life.
And even though he struggled, he was in the body of Christ.
Then one morning he came to Bible study, and that day his dad:
Put something in his locker, saw the Bible Sam had.
------->Verse two.
"The encouragement he felt,
The encouragement he felt."
----------> Pre-Chorus
"Then on Christmas Eve, he traveled with his dad.
His bother and his sister, were in the back.
And then a patch of ice, took three of their lives.
They went up to Heaven, became perfect in Christ!"
-----> Verse Three
"He always had Faith.
He always had Faith."
-----> Pre-Chorus
"Cause You looked into his heart.
You saw the broken pieces,
and You called him "Beautiful."
You took his waiting number,
and You died on his Cross.
And You felt the blood,
that You lost.
And You looked at the holes in Your hands...
And You saw the image of my good friend, Sam.
Ooh."
-----------> Chorus (Sung between the verses. It's like me talking to Jesus.)
"You came to me,
With open Arms.
You stayed with me,
when times were hard.
And my old habits,
I put away.
It's cause of You, oh Lord, I gained."
-------> Bridge, before verse three. (Sam talking to Jesus.)
So that's it.
On Christmas Eve, I WILL be celebrating Christmas.
Getting ready to open gifts and celebrate Christ's birthday.
But I'll be devoting a little time for Sam too.
Remembering him.
Sam Dunnuck.
Rest in Peace.
See you in Heaven.
12/24/2008
