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"'Think of Me ' Remembering David McCraw"
When you hear the crack of bat and ball, or hear the umpire bellow out his call of "safe" or "out" When you see a ball in lofted flight, or players tangled in the night as runner slides and baseman tags think of me. It was supposed to be a great day. Four baseball players returning from a church camp to play in an all-star game. One of them, sixteen-year-old David McCraw was sitting in the back seat listening to the radio and laughing with friends. David's mother was waiting at the ball field with his uniform. Another man who would be charged with reckless driving under the influence ran a stop sign and rammed into the side of the players' car. Three boys were injured. David died on the way to the hospital. Within a matter of seconds a great day became a community tragedy. When class bells ring and hallways crowd with endless chatter soft and loud of ordered chaos When wanton mischief calls and laughter causes sides to split
David McCraw was the son of our organist and grew up in a wonderful little country church near Amelia, Virginia. He played with my daughter and occasionally got bored during long choir practices. But it was David who asked the tough questions about God and showed a real desire to grow stronger in his faith. He also had a knack for making friends everywhere he went.
When music rocks and speakers boom compelling all within the room to echo lyrics that rap the soul think of me. David was a talented ball player and a typical teenager who had a tendency to play his music a little loud and move a little fast. In other words, David was normal. That's what makes it so difficult. David should not have died. We all know that life isn't fair tragedies happen.
When hands are held and friends embrace with words of Comfort, love and grace to shoulder sorrow and share in joys think of me. That is why we all need God so much. That is why we all need God so much. I could not write these words if I didn't passionately believe that David is safely with God. But now what? When tragedy strikes, how do we respond? How do we go on and keep the memory of David McCraw alive in our hearts? That is why we all need God so much. I could not write these words if I didn't passionately believe that David is safely with God. But now what? When tragedy strikes, how do we respond? How do we go on and keep the memory of David McCraw alive in our hearts?
When prayer is short and words too mute to speak the pain that's taken root deep within the spirit's womb, then think of me. One of my favorite Bible verses says a lot about who God is and what our ultimate purpose in life is all about. He is the source of every mercy and the God who comforts us. He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When others are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us. (2 Corinthians 1:3-4)
Maybe, this is what being a Christian is all about. Offering comfort during times of tragedy, learning from them and growing stronger in our faith. If we can do that David McCraw's death will not have been in vain. Think of me for I am there in every place and face and heart that beats and every breath that's drawn in life, not death; my strength, my love, my joy to give, for as you go on, so shall I live in you, as I also live in God. ("Think of Me" is written by Rev. Richard A. Barclay)
The song in the back ground is "On Eagle's Wings" one of David's favorite hymns. |