reasoned silence

I have been silent on this blog for a reason.

Sometimes I find it better to not say (or write) anything if you have nothing positive to say. Not that my life has been filled with negativity but my mindset has been clouded due to a number of circumstances beyond my control. I think this world would be a much better place if at times we all would share "reasoned silence" instead of "thoughtless noise" just because we feel we need to be heard or listened to.

I have chosen this day to write once again because I received news last night that there is a possibility that a friend from my past was found dead yesterday morning. He was the youngest to graduate with the class of 1978 and I was next to the youngest. Scot rode an awesome Harley and he was a Luthier which is a artisan who makes or repairs stringed instruments and Scot made fine handcrafted guitars, mandolins and dulcimers.

Finding this out late last night and now waiting for some kind of news to know if it is true has caused me to withdraw into my own consciousness and reflect how none of us know what, when, where or how we will physically leave this life. And if everyone would meditate on that reflection they would possibly prepare for what exists after this life.

From what I can tell Scot was an Atheist at most. As a matter of fact he called me about a year ago (at the last minute) to see if I could do his sons wedding because the minister they had asked to do it would not take "God" out of the marriage vows. As God would have it, I had a previous engagement that could not be broken which made me happy because I know I wouldn't have left God out of the marriage vows either.

His wife Debi was my neighbor and best friend for the first 12 years of my life. As a matter of fact she is in a number of my childhood videos and I have even shown one of those videos for a sermon illustration at church. I will most definitely be in prayer for her and the family, (if what I heard is true.)

It is sad but true how life ending for others can causes us to reflect on our own mortality.

So my reasoned silence has been broken by a life which has been silenced.