In Memory of Scott

I remember wondering

who the heck is this?!

Scott was nothing if not unique

With that mop of hair

His gap toothed smile

That nose, oh that nose

There were plenty of distractions with Scott

a smile that filled up his whole face

his smokers laugh

that laugh, did I mention his laugh?

There were his clothes

Oh I know

People didn't quite know what to do with

ear rings

ladies shoes

with that odd mixture of male and female

that was Scott

He didn't quite know what to do with that either

Sometimes people couldn't get past those distractions

All they could see were things they didn't understand

It was their loss.

All you had to do was spend a little time

and soon all you could see was Scott

all you could see was that amazing

gentle

giving 

heart

Scott was all heart

it came out in his music

in that raspy bass 

in the 1970's hits he would play on his guitar

It came out in his words

He would often be silent

listening, taking it all in

and then he would speak

wisdom

wisdom that came out of being an alcoholic

and being in recovery

from being rejected

and loved

from living life fully, and hard

Oh yes he was wise

one learned to listen to him

(I would often glance over during sermons... to make sure my wisdom was measuring up)

It came out in his many acts of service

He mowed, and gathered wood

Cleaned, fixed, moved

He did anything he could, for anyone he could

You could see it in his eager learning

In his quick tears

You could feel it in his hugs

I will miss that mop of hair

Those wild ear rings

Those crazy shoes

I will miss him standing by me

playing the guitar

I will miss my friend

But I will not miss his heart

It is still here

He gave it away

And each one of us has a piece in our hearts

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This summer at a choir camp one particular song really touched Scott's heart

Here are the words. They seem particularly appropriate right now

No time to tarry here,
No time to wait for you,
No time to tarry here
For I'm on my journey home.

Brothers, oh fare you well,
Brothers, oh fare you well,
Brothers, oh fare you well,
For I'm on my journey home.

No time to tarry here,
No time to wait for you,
No time to tarry here,
For I'm on my journey home.

Welcome home Scott!