Words dont come easy at the loss of a friend. A mentor. A coworker who made work feel like play and challenges fade away. How can one man never get ruffled, much less angry? He began his work here the year I was born - yet treated me as if I was the all knowing musician and he would be happy to do anything I chose. That makes me laugh. The talent he had not just to play the organ or teach theory, but to arrange music and free accompaniments at the drop of a hat was beyond normal. Yet I doubt more than a handful of people blessed enough to work closely with him will ever fully appreciate that God given gift. Yet above all that you could not leave his presence without feeling you had been in the presence of something greater than kings or presidents or something you couldnt quite put your finger on. Tonight I know. It was the presence of God flowing through a quirky adorable man who simply chose to be an open vessel for God to pour His Spirit through into the lives of countless others. I know he poured into mine more than I could ever express. This song reminds me of the world when George McSpadden was in it. But more importantly the vision of George and Dear feasting on Manna from Heaven together again. And they will never be the same. The world misses you both. But this is one time I have no doubt that he heard those words,Well done, my good and faithful servant.
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 06:15:04 +0000
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