David Mitchell
In a world gone crazy with blame, division, and disrespect...
I just came home a little over an hour ago and saw the shocking news about Kobe.
Ironically, I had been in attendance for a "Celebration of Life" after the funeral of one of Bluffton's most interesting characters. He owned Morris Garage, a car repair shop with a real flare for the unusual. He was a very large man of about 60 and his shop was the craziest, filty mess you ever walked into. Most notable was a glass cage near the counter with a huge Boa Constricter, which he would occasonally take out and play with around his neck. Jeffrey was a devout Jew with three children, one of which - get this - was the youth ministry director at a nearby Christian mega-church. I had started going to his garage only a few years ago but quickly realized, not only did they do good work at a lower price, but that this man was engaging, funny, friendly and loved by many. He did more favors for more people on hard luck than you can shake a stick at. And somehow, he and I had become sort of buddies. You couldn't stop in there an not get into a friendly conversation. I confess, I have even stopped in a few times just to say hello to Jeffrey, and his cast of supporting characters.
Today's event was the single biggest crowd down at the Oyster Dock Park in my 18 years here. Everyone knew him and loved him. Black, White, HIspanic - men, women and children - Lawyers, Politicians - shrimpers and "shuckers" - garbage men and ditch diggers. And truth be known, he had probably done a special favor for every one of the hundreds (maybe more like 1,000) in attendance today. I saw people I hadn't seen in years. And I heard several wonderful stories of what had done for customers in need.
But, to our shock and dismay, he is gone from us. What an odd person to have such a positive influence over this diverse, quircky little town.
And then an hour or so later, so too is Kobe gone.
Over the last hour or so, I have been listening to a few very recent interviews with Kobe about his plans for making more films (both real life, and animated) out of good books - many for children. I don't think anybody ever expected to see a basketball great, become so involved and so accomplished (an Oscar winner) at this new, and completely different carreer blending art (film) and education - all with the goal of helping people improve their circumstances in this cruel but beautiful world. So sad!
Could Kobe and Jeffrey have been products of some higher calling? A Jewish guy with a filthy car garage in a small Southern town, and another one of those "spoiled overpaid athletes"? Finding unique wasy to help others?
What a concept?
All of us who have experienced health issues, or any type of life changing circumstances can remind ourselves tonight what it means to survive - to be able to breath deeply in the miracle of our own existence. I myself happen to be one of the luckiest stiffs on the planet. Not so so much for health reasons, but otherwise. (I'm very lucky at drawing straws)
Nothing is guaranteed. But life sure is good when we try.
Somewhere at the end of John 16, Jesus said to his 12 buddies, "I tell you that you will have trouble in the world, but take heart, I have overcome the world."
I'm betting Jeffrey and Kobe have overcome the world.
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