Ode to the Reverend James Howell

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Ode to the Reverend James Howell

Daydreaming in a cloud white sky

Tender memories of you return to embrace me

All noise fades away as the joy of your laughter fills the air

Guiding light, pastor.

More than words, teacher.

Compassionate heart, father figure.

You are in my thoughts,

You are missed.

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This is something I have been meaning to post for a long time. I wrote this for my pastor shortly after he passed away a few years ago. He was a man who embodied the essence of love and compassion. Aside from his sermons on Sundays, I learned from watching him in his actions with people. He always had a kind word, he always gave of his time and resources, and he was always available to listen. He was a true gentleman and I knew in my youth that I wanted to be a man like that.