National news. Front page headlines. Sean Taylor, Redskins All-Pro Safety, Gunned Down in his Florida Home. Dead at the age of 24.I'm a HUGE Washington Redskins fan. I bleed maroon and gold. But even so, I'm not sure why Sean Taylor's death has hit me so hard. I didn't know Sean. I've been to Redskins Park for training camp many times, but I've never shook hands with the man.
Unlike the thrilled young man in the picture above, I've never had Sean Taylor sign a ball for me or my kids. And yet, when I flipped on the TV this morning to catch the weather, saw the graphic pronouncing Sean Taylor dead, I felt like I'd been kicked in the stomach. All day long I've felt a thick mantle of melancholy on my shoulders. And all day long I've been trying to figure out why I feel this way. Maybe it's the fact that last night there were a few small signs that Sean Taylor might recover…only to have that hope stolen away. Maybe it's the fact that someone close to my brother lost an 18 month old boy in a tragic drowning accident...and I just feel the sense of general loss. Maybe.
I've been thinking about it all day. I'm still not sure, but here's why I think this event has hit me like a hammer. Sean Taylor's death was senseless, unnecessary, sudden, and tragic. He was murdered in the prime of his life. I noticed. The news networks noticed. America noticed. But how many kids die in America every day…with very few people noticing? How many teenagers are murdered over gang turf, casual glances at girlfriends, trendy jackets, or tennis shoes? How many kids are bullied into self hatred and take their own lives? How many kids drink or drug themselves into a stupor and kill themselves in a car accident? How many of these headlines and news reports do we read and shrug off as "just another statistic?"
And I wonder...how many of these lives were lost because someone or many someones looked the other way when they could have lent a helping hand. Don't get me wrong. I'm not claiming that I could step in, clean up gang violence, racism, drug abuse, bullying, and all the other ills of the world. But I can do something for someone. I have a sphere of influence. And so do you. Maybe once a week, maybe once in a year, maybe every day we find ourselves in a position where we could step up and help someone OR not. Many times these situations we can ignore and no one will know any differently...just us and God. In some instances other people would totally understand or even applaud us for looking the other way rather than "getting involved." How many of these situations come down to a decision between "The Need" and "Our Want?" Personal convenience versus helping someone who may not ask again. I pray that I won't look the other way anymore. I pray that you won't look the other way anymore.
I hear Joe Gibbs (The Redskin's Head Coach) talk on LIVE television about cherishing life. Gibbs said Sean Taylor had become a Christian that he "has a great relationship with the Lord" and now has gone home. Gibbs explained that this loss will not be easy to handle--that it strikes each of us with how fleeting life is. But Gibbs said he will comfort himself with knowing that Sean Taylor is in heaven where it will take us a 1000 years just to get over the sheer impact of being in heaven.
Amen to that, Joe Gibbs. None of us are guaranteed even one more second of life. Not one. The moment we took our first breaths, we were already dying. Who was it who said "The statistics on death are staggering. 100% of people die."Life is a vapor...a breath. We've got to come to grips with the facts:
1. The world is too beautiful and complex to be an accident, so someone had to make it.
2. This someone made the world just right to support human life...to allow humans to flourish, so this Creator someone had to love mankind.
3. This loving creator must have loved people enough to give us choice because somewhere along the line evil entered the world where it continues to this day.
4. This loving Creator cannot love evil...so He must do something about it and yet make a way for people to still love Him back. This loving Creator must have a plan.
5. If He has a plan, he should communicate it to people. He has. No other book can explain life like the Bible. No other book offers hope like the Bible. No other book is verified by prophecy, history, archeology, astronomy, and human experience like the Bible.
6. The plan was made flesh and God's son Jesus took the penalty of the world's collective evil on his back. He nailed it to the cross, died, and rose.
7. He defeated death once and for all so that we could go to heaven one day...the day that my heart--your heart--beats its last.
I still have a heavy heart, and I can only imagine what Sean Taylor's family must be going through. But, this life is not all. And this life is not the end. Thank you, Lord Jesus.
8 comments:
Wow. The God and Maker of this universe it truly awe-inspiring, isn't HE?
Those were some beautiful words, I pray for the family of this football player, who sadly had to die so suddenly. This is a very trgic story. But I least we can hold out hope. "The Last enemy that shall be destroyed is death" With God there is hope, life after death. Our world is too complex to be all a mistake
Never Alone!
-Justin B.
I completely know how you feel Mr.B. Every time I read about Taylor's death I get the chills. The thing that really makes me mad about this whole thing is that his young daughter is now without a father. Reason: someone decided to kill Sean Taylor.
Aljeron23
Thanks for showing your passion for people, Wayne. And for reminding us again of the only way out. Amen.
The best part of your post was the fact that Coach Gibbs said Sean is a Christian. Yes, IS. He lives today in the presence of His Lord and Savior.
Perhaps God brought Gibbs back into coaching for the purpose of touching the lives of the young men on his team for eternity. I don't know that Gibbs was influential in bringing Sean to Christ, but clearly they had discussions about things eternal. Which makes me respect the coach more.
There's a UCLA coach who came out of the inner city and had gone back to his old high school to help kids pull out of that environment, using sports. It's a fine thing to do, but so temporary.
May the God of all comfort comfort Sean's family and friends and teammates. And may He bring glory to Himself through this tragedy and suffering. He is able!
Never alone, Wayne.
Becky
I got that same feeling of being punched in the stomach when I heard about the little toddler named Riley Ann Sawyers, aka "Baby Grace." The account of her guardians abusing her with belts and holding her head under water and throwing her across the room made me feel enraged and helpless. How could anyone do such things to a precious little girl like that? It brings to mind questions for God like, "Why did you want to take Riley this way?" But I believe without a doubt that God has a plan, and that even in this horrible circumstance His perfect will was done.
Wayne is so right in saying that all of creation echoes the Creator. Some scientists spend all of their lives trying to solve some mystery that has already been proven by the truth of God's word. It makes far more sense to believe that all of the planets and stars and air and grass and oceans and eyes and hearts and brains work together because they have been designed that way. You can see the work of God everywhere, if you only look.
When it comes to bullying, I have a perfect solution--How about if the strong stand up for the weak. It won't even take physically strong people, per se. But if there are enough students in a school who won't stand for bullying, a bully could easily be outnumbered and called-out by his or her peers. So many kids are bullied and don't report it. Peers can let someone know what is going on. The status quo can be changed from "this is just what goes on," to "This ends now."
Prayers and blessings to the family of Sean Taylor. If he is in Christ, he is with Christ.
It seems that this young man was taken from us in the prime of his life. Thank God that he accepted the Lord. He lives in glory.
And what about the teammates that don't know Jesus? I know that this will impact them for the rest of their lives. God can use this too.
I think at times like this our hearts cry out, "How long O Lord, how long?"
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