“I’ll just stay silent. That’s the way to honor; the only way to respect.”

Those were Gabe’s thoughts on the first anniversary  of the 9/11 terrorist attacks, as copied from an archive of his poetry and art  that we’re developing.

Our Friend Sleeps

I do not want you to be ignorant brethren, concerning those who have fallen asleep, lest you sorrow as others who have no hope. For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so God will bring with Him those who sleep in Jesus.

For if the dead do not rise, then Christ is not risen. And if Christ is not risen, your faith is futile; you are still in your sins! Then also those who have fallen asleep in Christ have perished. But now Christ is risen from the dead, and has become the firstfruits of those who have fallen asleep.

When all the people had completely crossed over the Jordan, the Lord spoke to Joshua, saying, "Take for yourselves twelve stones from here, out of the midst of the Jordan, from the place where the priests’ feet stood firm. These stones shall be a memorial for the children of Israel forever. This Jesus God has raised up, of which we are all witnesses. Witnesses chosen by God, … who ate and drank with Him after He arose from the dead.

John 11:11; 1 Thes. 4:13-14; 1 Cor. 15:16-18; Josh. 4:1-3,7; Acts 2:32; Acts 10:41  

[March 28th evening reading from Daily Light ] .

A friend’s poem:

For Gabe

A bit of scoff blows through my nostrils
At those who insinuate or aver,
“Here, spoken in my syllables
Printed upon this page,
Measured by the electrochemical activity in my frontal lobes,
I, we, us,
Possess, here, now,
Answers.”

What secret have you unearthed,
That which has eluded the likes of
Socrates, Augustine, Nietzsche, Freud

Answer
The demands of the scars upon my knuckles
Patches of hardened, darkened skin as reminders of
A joke you no longer share with us.
We no longer hear.
Cracked in your name.

You too had a patch.
A laugh, a swagger in your stride,
But no answers for fools like us.

[© Chuck Liu, 2008, used with permission.]

Repost:

 

Gabe

You came sparkling into the world,

a firecracker bursting multicolored across the sky,

your soft brown skin glowing with delight at

everything your eyes beheld—

I loved you from the first. 

You spoke in sentences sweet

when barely a year had passed,

and when the wedding bells did ring

a granite floor was laid beneath your tiny feet. 

The Lord has made a miracle,

he’s made one bright and true;

he sent it shining through the night

to come reside with us. 

Never from that swollen golden crimson time

until this frozen grey has

my heart known a moment without

beating just for you.

[© cas, 1998]

In memory of Gabriel Gifford Scheller: November 27, 1984–March 28, 2008 .

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6 Comments on ““I’ll just stay silent. That’s the way to honor; the only way to respect.”

  1. May you, Jeff and Mike have sweet thoughts of dear Gabe today–laughing, happy days and those of days of reunion still to come.

    love you, Kim, Tony and Alex

  2. Dear Christine,
    Praying and thinking of you and your family today…we in Wheaton are missing Gabe and remember his great smile often. Thank you for your article in CT.
    Sue

  3. Kim, You know we wouldn’t have made it without you and yours. xoxo

    L.L., I’m sorry our cyber-to-embodied friendship was just getting going when this happened. Good thing, we’re geographically close for the forseeable future. Thanks for the sharing in our sorrow.

    Sue, I wrote that article in some measure for Wheaton. Gabe had some wonderful friends there. I’m glad you’re among them.

    Jeremy, Thank you. I’ve been trying to pitch a story on 20/20 Vision for Schools … if only to give me an excuse to finally meet you. (Not really, but we’ve much to talk about re. family and ministry intersections.)

    Thank you to everyone who has written, emailed, called,etc. this week. Your love and prayers have sustained us. Special thanks to Duffy and Marybeth Dodson for their memorial donation to the Childrens’ Tumor Foundation. We love you.

    Thanks too to Karen Koczman, Sherri Youngward and Debbie Bryson for Monday night. It was perfect.

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