For My Youth Group and School Friends

 

As I sit here, a cup of coffee in hand, I find myself scrolling through the seemingly endless feed of Facebook, a place where many of us have come together, a platform that has unified us despite the miles and years that separate us. It's a place where I can look at your lives, your victories, your joys, and yes, even your sorrows. I see the pictures of your children, your grandchildren, and I can't help but smile. I see the promotions you have received at work, the vacations you have taken, and the beautiful homes you have built. I applaud your victories, your successes, and I cheer for you from my corner of the world.

But Facebook, with its ability to connect us, also brings to light the harsh realities of life. I see the posts about your heartaches, your struggles, your losses. I see the pain in your words, the tears in your eyes, and my heart aches for you. I see the posts about losing your mom or dad, and I feel a pang in my chest, a sorrow that is all too familiar. I have walked that path, I have felt that loss, and I want you to know that I stand with you. 

If I could, I would reach out through this screen and give you a hug. I would tell you that it's going to be okay. I would tell you that the pain will lessen, that the sun will shine again, that you will find joy in the simple things once more. I would tell you that you are stronger than you think, that you are capable of overcoming even the most devastating of losses.

Looking back at our youthful days, sitting in youth group or at school, we could have never predicted the twists and turns that life would throw our way. We could have never imagined losing friends to suicide, dealing with the immense pressures of adulthood, going through divorces, and facing the many trials and tribulations that life has thrown at us. But here we are, standing tall, persevering, pushing through the pain, and coming out stronger on the other side. 

And through it all, I am still here. The Bob that you knew in youth group, the prankster, is still pulling pranks. The happy Bob is still happy, and the optimistic Bob is still optimistic. The Bob with the horrible haircut, the one with the 13-inch mullet, may not have much hair left, but he is still here, still standing, still cheering you on. 

At 6 feet 4 inches, I am your biggest cheerleader. I am here to tell you that you are doing great things with your life. You are making a difference, you are impacting the world in your own unique way, and you are going to be fine. Is this isn't about religion or political parties, this is about humanity.

So, as you navigate through the highs and lows of life, remember this: You are not alone. You have a community of people who care about you, who are cheering for you, who are standing with you through the good times and the bad. And no matter what, remember that it's going to be okay. You are going to be okay. 

Keep on keeping on, my friends. You are loved, you are valued, and you are doing great things. 

With all my heart,

Bob