tim

This week has been hard as we've dealt with the death of Tim Cardwell. Tim was our music minister at FBC when I was in high school. He was also the father of Bryan and Brent Cardwell, two of my high school friends.

He was the best youth choir director, ever. He took us to Washington, D.C.; Colorado; San Francisco; and Orlando, Florida. All 50 of us. He was our fill-in youth director too when we were in between youth ministers, which happened frequently.

He was the guy's church softball coach, who occassionally got kicked out of the games.

He was the guy who wore the BAYLOR class ring and when he wasn't getting things done, it would be used on counters to get people's attention.

But beyond that, he was our friend and role model.

And I think I'm taking it so hard because it hits so close to home. I told my friend last night that I'm too young to be losing my friend's parents. But I guess this is life. And we need to make the most of the time we have. For we aren't guaranteed anything.

The old group is getting together for his Celebration Service next week to sing 'Wings of the Dawn.' Tim would like that.

We miss you buddy and we'll see you again!

And to Bryan and Brent, I'm praying for you guys. . .