A Tribute to my Friend

Today, once again I was reminded of how close we come to Heaven's gates. This morning on my way into work, I received a message that made me so sad, I had to pull over and put the car in park, call in and say I would be several minutes late. (thankfully, I have an understanding boss)
A dear friend of mine went home to be with our Lord this morning the message read. Pulling the car into a nearby parking lot, I quickly returned the call and then sent word into my office. As I bowed my head in prayer for the family, and the rest of those to whom this news would affect in the coming days, I wept. Tears for the loss of this dear man's life, but also joy for the knowledge and belief that he would be there in heaven along side many other dear ones to greet me one day.
Pulling myself together, I managed a smile as my mind flashed mental pictures, my memories of Mr. John Edmondson. Most are from working with him at First Baptist here in Clarksville. He was a staunch believer in Christ and I watched him hand out Bibles to visiting youth and adults that came into the rec center. He could be as tough as nails, and as fierce as a tiger, but I knew a secret..he was a gentle giant.  Anytime I brought him homemade peach cobbler..he would light up like I just gave him the winning lottery ticket. He shared his testimony with many and helped turn some messed up lives around. He was quick to admit he didn't always live the way he should have and had made many mistakes, but he was working on repairing relationships and building up new ones. He loved his family and was quick to remind me to put mine second only to my relationship with the Lord. Not much could get past him, he could size a person up just by looking at them. Amazingly accurate he was.
Several years ago, he gave me one of his cards with his information on it and asked me to put his number in my cell phone. I must have taken too long in response as he looked at me and said, "Young lady, I didn't stammer. Are you going to stand there all day and gawk at me or are you going to do this?" I responded quickly by adding his number to my phone. It is still there today. He then told me that I was to call him if I ever needed anything. He was my protector too, as he often would personally walk me to my car whenever I worked after dark. His number came in handy many times! I will miss his advice and guidance.
My friend was called to his eternal home today...and while I no longer will be able to get my traditional bear hug, I know he is on heavenly patrol and finally in no pain. I will miss you my friend. Until we meet again....