Thursday, August 06, 2009
Yesterday a very precious and inspiring young man was put to rest. Everyone who knew him admired him. Robert was the best friend of my son, and dated our youngest daughter when she was in high school. Even after they went their own way and married, they were still friends. I guess you would say, he was just part of our family. We all loved him very much.
Robert was diagnosed as a child with cystic fibrosis. The doctors gave him only a few short years to live. (They estimated about age 13.) Every day was a battle for him, but he continued to live, love, and do the things most teenagers do. He never complained or spoke of his illness, unless someone presented questions. It never seemed to bother him to explain the illness and how it affected the body.
He was never idle. Robert always had a job of some type. He started out working in a pottery shop unloading shipments and then into sales.
After graduating from high school, he got a job unloading huge steel pipe from the semi-trucks. Robert was on top of the truck one day when one of the straps broke and the load came down on top of him from his knees down, crushing both his legs. He was rushed to the hospital, losing blood and going in to shock, they took him to surgery. The doctors had little hope that he would pull through, but with prayer, he lived and recovered. He received new legs and with hard work and determination, he learned to walk with his legs.
Robert eventually met someone and they were married and shared a daughter together. But the marriage was not made in heaven, and his wife decided she wanted to be free. Robert got custody of the child and moved on with his life. He raised this daughter with the help of his parents until she was age 13. He then found out that he had cancer. Robert fought another battle and won, but it wasn't long before the cystic fibrosis really began to take its toll on him.
At this point he had already made a decision to accept the Lord as his Savior and had complete faith in God. He made the comment that he was spiritually ready any time God was ready for him. He wasn't giving up, yet he had peace. Shortly after making that comment, Robert went home to be with the Lord.
Just going over the things in his life that he endured, yet never once complained, keeps me inspired to live life to the fullest, and to be the best that I can be. I want to take care of my body, mind, and spirit and be an inspiration to others.
I hope this blog has blessed you and inspired you. If it does, please leave a message to let me know how it has touched your life.