Only a Boy Named David

Today is David Thomas's birthday.  As a friend and church member I miss him terribly.  The past week I have been in intercession for his family. It was a tragic loss...too young, too soon.  Love you boy...always will.

June 14, 2011
 Only a Boy Named David
 By Rachel Brown

A Year and 2 days ago, I got a text message from my brother, David, to pray. It is hard to grasp that David T. Camp left this world almost a year ago, but the events of June 2010 changed my life forever.

Here is an excerpt from what I wrote three days after David Camp was called home to the Lord:

On Weds. June 16,2010 at 2:47pm I received a Text message from my youngest brother who is an EMT saying that someone we know was badly injured in a Car wreck. being Human, a part of me immediately started to worry as my mind raced as to who it could be, but  also began to pray. I prayed for whoever it might be, and I began to pray for my brother. As I prayed, my sister called me and told me who ….David Camp, the Youngest son of the Pastors of my family’s church in Upstate NY, and a close friend of our Brother’s. It is no coincidence to me that BOTH of the young men I was praying for that Day are named David…One was fighting for His life…and one fighting to save His life. As I Prayed, the story of David and Goliath came to mind. (You can read the full post HERE )

The song I Kept hearing as I prayed a year ago, came to mind again today as I read my brother’s status on Facebook…..

“a year ago today, things were normal, a year and 2 days, the tones drop for an mva, and there’s no going back. you are missed DTC, you may be gone from this earth, but you roll on every call I go on bro”

Only a Boy Named David

“Only a boy named David
 Only a little sling
 Only a boy named David
 But he could pray and sing
 Only a boy named David
 Only a rippling brook
 Only a boy named David
 But five little stones he took.

 And one little stone went in the sling
 And the sling went round and round
 And one little stone went in the sling
 And the sling went round and round
 And round and round
 And round and round
 And round and round and round
 And one little stone went up in the air
 And the giant came tumbling down.”

Video: Only a Boy Named David

I am quite certain that when my Brother started the Pray for David Camp Group on Facebook a year ago, he had NO Idea the impact it would have, that over 7,000 people from all over the world would come together, whether they knew David Camp or not, and stand in the Gap for the Camp Family. The Impact stretched from the USA, to Rwanda, to China, to Kuwait, all over the world; We saw lives changed, Faith restored, Relationships mended. Ultimately God gets the Glory, but he used two young men named David to Rock the world, He continues to use these two young men in ways NONE of us ever could have dreamed. One of them still walks among us, serving as an EMT. The other is dancing in Heaven, but His life-song lives on here on earth.

David Thomas 1989-2010

1 Timothy 4:12 (NIV)





Source:
Rachel Brown 
Foot Prints in Time

Speaks Volumes

Worn

Tenth Avenue North

I'm tired, I'm worn

 My heart is heavy

 From the work it takes

 To keep on breathing

 I've made mistakes

 I've let my hope fail

 My soul feels crushed

 By the weight of this world

 And I know that You can give me rest

 So I cry out with all that I have left

 Let me see redemption win

 Let me know the struggle ends

 That You can mend a heart that's frail and torn

 I'm tired, I'm worn

 My heart is heavy

 From the work it takes

 To keep on breathing

 I've made mistakes

 I've let my hope fail

 My soul feels crushed

 By the weight of this world

 And I know that You can give me rest

 So I cry out with all that I have left

 Let me see redemption win

 Let me know the struggle ends

 That You can mend a heart that's frail and torn

 I wanna know a song can rise

 From the ashes of a broken life

 And all that's dead inside can be reborn

 ‘Cause I'm worn

 I know I need

 To lift my eyes up

 But I'm too weak

 Life just won't let up

 And I know that You can give me rest

 So I cry out with all that I have left

 Let me see redemption win

 Let me know the struggle ends

 That You can mend a heart that's frail and torn

 I'm tired, I'm worn

 My heart is heavy

 From the work it takes

 To keep on breathing

 I've made mistakes

 I've let my hope fail

 My soul feels crushed

 By the weight of this world

 And I know that You can give me rest

 So I cry out with all that I have left

 Let me see redemption win

 Let me know the struggle ends

 That You can mend a heart that's frail and torn

 I wanna know a song can rise

 From the ashes of a broken life

 And all that's dead inside can be reborn

 ‘Cause I'm worn

 I'm tired, I'm worn

 My heart is heavy

 From the work it takes

 To keep on breathing

 I've made mistakes

 I've let my hope fail

 My soul feels crushed

 By the weight of this world

 And I know that You can give me rest

 So I cry out with all that I have left

 Let me see redemption win

 Let me know the struggle ends

 That You can mend a heart that's frail and torn

 I wanna know a song can rise

 From the ashes of a broken life

 And all that's dead inside can be reborn

 ‘Cause I'm worn

 I know I need

 To lift my eyes up

 But I'm too weak

 Life just won't let up

 And I know that You can give me rest

 So I cry out with all that I have left

 My prayers are wearing thin

 I'm worn

 Even before the day begins

 I'm worn

 I've lost my will to fight

 I'm worn

 So Heaven come and flood my eyes

 Let me see redemption win

 Let me know the struggle ends

 That You can mend a heart that's frail and torn

 I wanna know a song can rise

 From the ashes of a broken life

 And all that's dead inside can be reborn

 ‘Cause I'm worn

 Yes, all that's dead inside will be reborn

 Though, I'm worn

 I'm worn

 ~Tenth Avenue North

VIDEO

Reality....

My First day of spring I literally was buried by snow.  From the previous week of rebellion and lingering hopes of warm weather I woke a driveway not only piled with snow, but one with a layer of rock hard ice caused by the previous snow that was neglected and drove over.  I found myself in the position where I needed a snow plow.  Fortunately a very loving church member gave us deep discount on his services.  Thank you Lake Family Landscape for coming to my rescue!  I don't know why I am so surprised by this turn of events.  I have seen it snow as late as Mother's day.  But year after year us snow birds have an unrelenting hope that this is the spring of green grass, flowers, warmth and the end of SNOW!

Hello

My Name Is

                            

Hello, my name is regret 
I’m pretty sure we have met 
Every single day of your life 
I’m the whisper inside 
That won’t let you forget 
Hello, my name is defeat 
I know you recognize me 
Just when you think you can win 
I’ll drag you right back down again 
‘Til you’ve lost all belief 
These are the voices, these are the lies 
And I have believed them, for the very last time 
Hello, my name is child of the one true King 
I’ve been saved, I’ve been changed, and I have been set free 
“Amazing Grace” is the song I sing 
Hello, my name is child of the one true King 
I am no longer defined 
By all the wreckage behind 
The one who makes all things new 
Has proven it’s true 
Just take a look at my life 
What love the Father has lavished upon us 
That we should be called His children 
I am a child of the one true King

Song

Breathe, Breathe

Breathe...

The day is nearly at an end.  With more downs than ups I must carry on and believe the evening will be pleasant and the morning a fresh start. It is so hard not to fall into old habits that bring comfort from difficult, lonely days...

Beautiful Spring Day...

In Central New York

Like most people in Central New York I'm growing weary of the snow. I saw a Robin after church which always brings hope that the winter will soon be to an end. but then, the very next day we end up with even more snow. I have sorta rebelled, where I would've normally would run out to clean the snow from the driveway these last few days I have not.  I suppose I should, but I keep this hope in my heart that the sun will shine just hot enough to melt it away for me.
Once I finished my coffee and toast and taken meds for a relentless headache I began the chore of getting our snow gear together and took Jesse out to play in the snow. It was our first and (hopefully) the last time this winter we really played outside.  Poor guy has a middle aged couch potato for a mother.  I'd rather be taking care of the house or doing all things computer than play in the snow.  My thickened Southern blood still detests the cold. I know I have to make efforts to do better and I will.  Now back inside.  We peeled off our jackets, boots, gloves, hats and snow pants and have indulged in a bone warming cup of hot cocoa.  Now I am preparing a late lunch and re evaluating my Ambit day of how I can help AJ reach his 5 customer goal.  He gets his first bonus check if he can get them in the next few days. Which he needs to help finance his missions trip to Peru.

Jesse Will age 4

Fear and

Procrastinating....

I felt very unsure of myself and pursuing my Ambit Career.  After a bit of training and realizing I am facing a deadline I managed to get on the phone and to sign up 3 customers.  But I need four.  I am not out of contacts, but out of close friends I feel I can ask for a favor. 

Doing business from home is challenging.  I'm green and that adds to my worries.  My four year old son is loud even when he is not competing for my attention.  Making calls is unnerving, that receiver feels like it weighs 800 pounds, the fear of being a nuisance or of rejection is paralyzing. I have nine days to sign on one more...just one more...

Lord please show me where to turn, who to ask, and favor from them when I do...

More Than Words

By Extreme

Saying I love you

Is not the words I want to hear from you 

It's not that I want you 

Not to say, but if you only knew 

How easy it would be to show me how you feel 

More than words is all you have to do to make it real 

Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me 

'Cause I'd already know 

What would you do if my heart was torn in two?

More than words to show you feel 

That your love for me is real 

What would you say if I took those words away?

Then you couldn't make things new 

Just by saying I love you 

More than words 

Now that I've tried to talk to you and make you understand 

All you have to do is close your eyes 

And just reach out your hands and touch me 

Hold me close don't ever let me go 

More than words is all I ever needed you to show 

Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me 

'Cause I'd already know 

What would you do if my heart was torn in two? 

More than words to show you feel 

That your love for me is real 

What would you say if I took those words away 

Then you couldn't make things new 

Just by saying I love you 

More than words

Video

Moving On

It has been over a year now that I experienced my heart break, the ending of a friendship.  Fortunately for me this is not something that has happened to me often.  Matter of fact I think this is the first. I mean I have had friendship become less and less until we were more like acquaintances than every being close friends, but I cannot recall another time where one or both of us just called it quits.
I was aquatinted with my friend for around a decade, but didn't become close friends until she received a local job and started coming the mile to my house for lunch. After I started working there as well, she continued having lunch with me on a regular basis since we worked different days. We got very close during those few months and even closer when I discovered I was carrying my last child, Jesse.  She came and helped with the house, helped me get things ready for his arrival.  Being orphaned at 34 and my sister so far away,  I took advantage of her generosity and pretty much grafted her into our family.  She would say things like I was her more than her best friend, I was like her sister. Gullible me believed her
Jesse loved her.  He called her Aunt and looked forward to her visits, small gifts and treats she showered him with. Her family was jealous of our friendship, especially the women.  Her daughter, niece and sister. When I had a disagreement with her sister, as with all things it was made public to her family and my friend willingly got in the middle.  And the family pounced at the chance to sever ties that bounded us together. A few unfriendly emails back and forth with the sister and facebook posts on the walls of the teen girls meant to hurt and embarrass me.  At first I was confused.  I know where my faults were in this situation, but I never would have ended any friendship over something so unimportant. I was hurt and that slowly graduated to anger.  I think I am still angry, but just not as much.  I feel she took advantage of the bad situation.  That maybe my friendship and the love of Jesse was too much pressure for her to continue so it is possible that she took the opportunity to chew her paw off to be free of us without it being her fault.  I think what hurts the most is her rejection of Jesse.  I live many miles away from my sister who would have loved and spoiled Jesse much like a grandmother. And my husbands siblings have little to do with our family.  She had a chance to be a hero in the eyes of my son.

I guess it is best that it happened while he was so young, he could have been hurt terribly if his Aunt Keri left him at age 6 or ten.  He doesn't remember her. Upon my sister's visit anything Aunt Keri had given him he relates to Aunt Karen... I started to correct him, but why? Instead of abandonment by someone he loved his memory is altered to someone who loves him even if it has to be long distance.  I still feel hurt.  I have questioned and tried to answer from my own point of view what happened.  I don't know if I will ever fully understand it.  For today, I suppose this entry is my therapy.  Type it out and hopefully move on from the residual pain. I guess this is me saying goodbye to a friend I hoped I would have forever.  Closing the door on the past and focusing on the people in my life that do love me and it would take more than pressure from jealous kin or a misunderstanding to remove them from my life.  Those who would be willing to fight for our friendship and not with such ease let me go.

Keri and Jesse January 1, 2009