Fly Away

So many emotions, all in one.

Why has this come again?
Why has a cold, dark hand reached up to smite those who are good?
Sinners, yes, but in the end, good.

Some very small part of me wants to hate you,
But I just can't. Not one bit.
All I have for you is grace and forgiveness.
Empathy for you pain, sadness for our loss...and lots of forgiveness.
As I can only imagine this is how Jesus sees it as well.

May you fly away to somewhere the rest of us can only imagine.

You have a precious, gorgeous child.
I don't understand how you could leave her, but I know you love her very much.
And you always, always will.

She knows you are with her, stay with her. Comfort her. Watch her grow. She needs you.

Have fun with all of our lost up there, we love and miss you all terribly.
...but we know a new day will come for all of us someday.

And Lord, keep our fists ready for battle against the Evil One.
We are a body, and we must not lose any more.
We will help each other up when we fall.
...we have to. HAVE TO.

Rest in peace, Scotty.