My church lost one of its really good men yesterday when Glen “Doc” Williamson passed away in his sleep. Doc had been a hard worker at church. He served on the Board. He was a faithful usher. He and his lovely wife were members of the prayer team. I don’t think he was an “official” greeter, but his firm handshake and bright smile greeted me every Sunday.
Last Sunday I filled in for our Pastor at the 9 a.m. teaching and as usual Doc and Virginia were present. During my presentation, he had a look of deep concentration on his face. I thought perhaps he was not agreeing with what I was saying. However, afterward he sought me out and greatly encouraged me with how much he had enjoyed my talk. As a matter of fact, every time I have spoken and he was present, he came forward after with a word of encouragement. Doc was a great encourager.
One of the things I mentioned during my talk was how unfortunate it is that we really don’t get to know other folks in the church as we should. It’s sad that we often learn things about a fellow worshiper for the first time at their funeral. It turns out this will be true about Doc. I could have known him better. I could have gotten more benefit than I did from his wisdom and sweet spirit. That’s my loss.
The good thing is that as a Christian I know that in the future we will have time to sit and share and really get to know each other much as we should have here on earth. That’s one of the great things about heaven. All the tears will be wiped away and some of the missed opportunities can be made up. I am sure there are others at my church who would greatly improve my life if I would take the time to know them better. Doc, in your memory, I promise to do that.
See you later friend. I regret that I hardly knew you. What I did know was so great. I look forward to seeing and knowing you better next time.
Be blessed.
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