As I type, the pilgrimmage of a professor of mine is nearing its earthly end. The life of Dr. Robert Lowery, on this earth, is drawing to a close. He is in hospice care. Unfortunately cancer has taken a devestating toll on his body. He is ready; ready to be in the presence of his God.
An attempt at conveying the variety of things I have thought, experienced, reflected upon, and prayed since learning of Bob's rapid health decline on Monday would
a) make this post too long,
b) not do justice to my intentions - as they may be incoherent right now - and the truth is,
c) others are more qualified than me to write reflective thoughts on Bob. Therefore, if I stick to my intentions, this will be the first of a series of posts. I hope they will be received well.
You may have noticed I mentioned Dr. Lowery
is a professor of mine. This may strike some as odd since I graduated from the Seminary side of Lincoln Christian University last Spring. It may sound a bit more odd when I acknowledge my last class with him was in the fall of 2007. Yet the apparent oddness is reality. I am quite certain I am not the only student of Dr. Lowery who will acknowlege that in a very real way he continues to impact me (and them) today. My intention is to relay some of what I mean in the coming posts.
Yet before I venture there I must state the obvious. Those of us who know Bob do not grieve as those who have no hope (cf. 1Thess4:13). No, our grieving is of a different kind. Yet before I move into that I do want to acknowledge the loss and pray for his wife Marilyn as well as their children Rachel and Brian - both of whom are married with children. While the Kingdom is losing a godly man; they are losing a Papa, Daddy, Father-in-law (I am certain they called him Dad), husband, and best friend.
Indeed, what a loss. Indeed...