My heart always sinks when I get on here and see a prayers thread with multiple pages. I'm a little late, but it's never too late for paying respects.
While there will be pro's and conn's to technology doing away with human-operated vehicles, I will rest much easier when it happens. Damn the damned things.
But that is neither here nor there. Another lively member is gone. Dammit, another one. We need an " in remembrance of " subforum. After all, what's a forum without its members? Like they say, " Living is a terminal illness." We will all eventually find our way onto a supposed " in remembrance of " subforum.
I didn't know him personally, but...well...yes, yes I did. In some respects, I feel priveleged to say I did know his person. Maybe not his physical characteristics, but I knew the part of him that matters- the part that his friends and family loved and the part that lives on. The "him" that I knew from msducks is, by all acounts, judging on this thread, the "him" that existed in physical form. I knew him as much as I know people living down the road who pass by and wave every day at 5:30 PM. I feel confident that I knew him enough to give the little extra wave to him if he passed by. Maybe even get on a bream bed together.
He was always funny, witty and of the spirit of debate. I always knew when I saw Johnny Cash flipping the bird that there would be substance added to the conversation to follow it. If not that, then he always seemed there to help.
I gravitate towards the fun-loving, witty wise-asses because they are always the deepest, kindest, most interesting and entertaining people I know. In fact, my best friends seem to fit the description of how he represented himself on the board. I like my friends. All good and perfect things are from Above, and a perfectly imperfect friend is something I'm glad He decided to create. And I liked rjohnson.
Ecclesiastes chapter 12, in speaking of remembering our Creator in our days of youth- before we grow old towards death- says in verse 7 that "we return our dust to the earth as it was and our spirit to God who gave it." In Luke 23:46, Jesus committed his spirit into the hands of God. That can only lead to the logical conclusion that rjohnson is with his King.
He ain't just watching the sunrise unfold: He is with the One who makes it. Can we imagine the site of something so spellbinding as a sunrise being made? Something so grand that it encapsulates part of our worldview- actually being made: The placement of the planets, the putting together of the light on the horizon, order of the clouds, the path of the wind and the will of God to say which bird shall die and which shall live and for whom will take its life? And even though they will all eventually die, they wake up and, along with the rest of the heavens and earth, sing their praises. They know what we don't. Rjohnson knows what we don't.
I'm glad I knew what little I did of him. For whatever tiny amount that I knew him, as our paths in life crossed, I'm glad I knew him just that much. I'm glad for my slice of life that, in the halls of my memory, are rjohnson. One day, when I return to the One who made me, I look forward to meeting him.
Sincere prayers for his family, and also for the ones here who are his friends. The majority of members that are his friends, I know about like I knew him: through the forum. But I know you enough to care- to wave a little extra- and have love for the pain you feel. Dammit, I hate it so bad.
When it hurts and the light seems far away, remember this verse from Psalms 34:10
"Even strong young lions sometimes go hungry, but those who trust in the Lord will lack no good thing."
Godspeed to rjohnson!