Death on Hopple Street...
Our guest blogger today is Fred Limke, the Advertising Sales Director for Franciscan Media. Fred and his wife Sondra manage 4 cats, 3 granddaughters and 2 sons.
I live in Cincinnati where we have our share of scary situations. Recently during a nighttime demolition of an aging expressway exit ramp, a portion of the old Hopple Street overpass simply collapsed, landing on top of the equipment operator doing the demolition work. Tons of steel and concrete then fell onto southbound I-75, which was still open to traffic. At that instant, a semi driver drove his rig into the falling debris. The truck lurched to a stop, the cab totally crushed. Amazingly, the driver was injured only slightly. The crane operator, a 35-year old father of four, was killed instantly.
The local media interviewed the family of the young man who died. His 84-year old father, it turns out, was no stranger to personal tragedy. He’d also lost a daughter to heart disease at a young age. In the words of someone who’d devoted his life to hard work and family, the father eulogized his son with simple elegance: “He was a good boy, a hard-working boy. I don’t know what else to tell you about him.”
Certainly our hearts and prayers go out to this stricken family. What would any of us do if a loved one were taken from us so suddenly and violently? In Safely Through the Storm: 120 Reflections on Hope, we find this quote from Fr. Henri Nouwen: “The Good News of the Gospel, therefore, is not that God came to take our suffering away, but that God wanted to become part of it.” Suffering in our lives is a given. Yet we are never alone if we invite God to share it with us.
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