Lost, broken,
discarded
things,
found
and restored.
Exclamations
of surprise!
and delight
at the potential treasure
all around you.
Enthusiasm for the different, the odd, the weird.
Pack rat tendencies not withstanding the joy you found in restoration, reminds me of our Saviour, who like you, finds the lost, the broken and the discarded and makes them new, gives them purpose.
Jonathan, your body may be broken beyond human repair but I know and have rest and peace in that you are not lost. You are with the One who made you, who knows you, who delights in you.
I grieve somewhat selfishly, knowing that you are in a far better place.
I look forward to meeting you again in the Kingdom of our Sovereign Lord and King.
I miss you.
