A friend, student, family member, and son
A part of the community, and simply an acquaintance to some.
Our worldly labels can no longer judge him, His child
For his time had come, His intentions unknown and reasoning veiled.
"A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones."(1)
So let us not mourn, but rejoice in the life of young Brock Jones.
Because, "In my father's home there are many rooms,
If it were not so... would I go to prepare a place for you?"(2)
Though his physical being has departed, we need not worry or dawn,
Reserved is his place in Heaven, safe is his soul where it has gone.
Brock was a smart, loved, respected young man,
Know that he was borrowed, not taken, by His loving hand.
And although he never told us "remember," we will not forget,
For compassion is enduring, and in our hearts he will be forever kept.
(1) proverbs 17:22
(2) john 14:2
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