Rejuvenating

Tyler's funeral was Saturday afternoon, and Mazvita wrote an excellent post about it yesterday.


She writes:

“Our hearts will sing, how great is our God...” In the arms of love. I saw the beauty of community come alive. Many felt as if the entire week was on pause, just waiting for Friday and Saturday to come. But, as we wait upon the Lord, He is our Deliverer. And through tear stained faces, I could see eyes filled with hope. Eyes that knew the joy of the Lord is our strength.





“Indescribable…” The funeral was amazing. Rejuvenating even. It seems absurd, but that’s our God. He has moved so deeply in our community and ignited us with hope this weekend. Through generations of Rock communities that came from all over the country. Words cannot truly express how tragic it has been to lose Tyler. But he lives on in our community. We can have hope because we can see how his life was a part of the great story in which we each have a role to play. The story that continues with us, to bring light to this dark world.

In my conversations with Anna Leisa about Tyler, the one thing that we've managed to talk about repeatedly were his tattoos. Mazita wrote about that a little bit, he had tattooed on his wrists the Greek words for "salt" and "light." I'm not a tattoo person, just not an appreciator I guess, but...that's pretty damn cool.

Man, how blessed is everyone who Tyler's passionate faith was able to rub off on. I like how Mazvita described his life as being part of the great story that we also are a part of. In an earlier entry she wrote about Hebrews 12:1

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.

In light of Tyler, in light of everything recently, (and please excuse this Rascal Flatts reference) I've learned that when the sand runs out, I want more than anything to be found running.