John Drage has been like a second father. Encouraging. Inspiring. Affirming. His love for Jesus has inspired generations of college students.
Let’s face it: we’re all going to die.
It’s just a matter of when & how.
In light of that reality, I can’t help but feel puzzled by the concept of eulogizing the dead. Why don’t we eulogize the living?
What if the posture of our heart was sharing gratitude and life-giving words to those around us for the impact they’re having, whether grand of granular?
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The past year has brought the circle of life into full frame for me.
With the birth of Brek came great joy and hope. Yet in the midst of such adulation has been agony and despair with the prognosis of dear loved ones with debilitating disease that will take their lives.
Papa Jon is beloved by his grandkids, kids & wife Tricia!
Frankly, the thought of life without Jon Jester (my father-in-law, affectionately known as Papa Jon) and John Drage (college pastor, father figure, role model) is one I’m not excited to lead.
I grieve for my Brekkie losing his beloved Papa Jon and for generations of college students whose lives were forever changed by Drage’s ministry at Mizzou.
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While I’ve shed heavy tears the past week in particular at the reality of life without these men, I’ve also been reminded that they are still here today. And that reality compels me to share with them the joys they’ve shared with me while they are here, not just with their closest acquaintances once they are gone.
I believe there’s something healing for the soul to hear about the impact you’ve made while you’re living, not after you’re in the grave.
Who do you need to speak words of life to today?
Don’t wait.
Pick up the phone or perhaps even a pen and paper.
Embrace the emotions. The tears. The fears.
But do it now, before it’s too late.
Relentless Optimism 