Where is Will? Not as in, “Is he in heaven?,” “Is he standing before Jesus?,” “Is he in Paradise?,” “Is he nowhere?,” or “Is he just in the ground?”
But that’s not my question anyways. My question comes from everyday as in when I was at home for Christmas… Where is Will?… When I need advice on relationships… Where is Will… When I’m starting a new venture and need his input and creativity… Where is Will?… When I want to talk to someone who I know will understand and listen….. Where is Will?… When something exciting happens and I want to share it with someone I know who has been through the same trials… Where is Will?
Where is he? Seriously. Where? Why? Why did God decide to take him?
Not to put a play on words, but it has caused me in some ways to lose my will. To lose the hope I once saw with. The joy I would find in this life. I see with new eyes. And they lack the hope they once had. They lack the joy they once had. They see disease. They see heartache. They see pain. They see families dreading the holiday season. Dreading Christmas, dreading birthdays. And they wonder why the world is filled with so much pain.
I see people fighting to survive, fighting to stay here on the earth longer and I go… “Why?” “What are you trying to live for?” It pains me to see others go through so much pain to try to survive… and for what? I’ve seen the fight first hand. And it was brutal. And it won. And since the cancer won, it took more than Will from us, it took much of our own resolve, our joy, our hope for beauty in the here and now. And it causes me to question why others fight to have a few more years on this earth. Because to me, the earth lost its joy. But for many there is plenty to fight for…. There are spouses, children, families and loved ones.
It’s so strange feeling this way when – I mean, no one maybe in the history of life fought harder for life than Will did. And he did so for you. For Angie, for his loved ones, for those God had put in his path to bring hope to.
But now that we’ve lost Will, rather than it being inspiring it makes life seem not that important.
I’m reminded of when Jesus died. The disciples simply went back to fishing. And then Jesus comes back and they start the greatest revolution ever known to man. That’s really cool. And I’m really glad Jesus came back to give us a little more direction and a lot more hope. Sadly, Will’s not coming back. And with so many questions, there’s only one guy I want to find so I can ask him, so… “Where’s Will?”