Thursday, January 10, 2008

Jerrid Hagan and Daryl Hagan

On Sunday I posted a prayer request for our dear friends Deron and Tarah Bender.

Daron called me Sunday evening to inform me that Tarah's father had just had a major heart attack. He had been in good health, and it was completely unexpected. Then, while on the way to the hospital, Tarah's 26 year old brother collapsed with a heart attack. He was in excellent health, and had just proposed to his girl friend, mother of their 2 month old child, at Daron's house on Christmas Eve. They believe a virus from an earlier illness had gotten into his heart.

By the end of the day, father and son were side by side in intensive care on life support.

Tragically Tarah's brother, Jerrid Hagan, passed away this morning without regaining consciousness. Tarah's father, Daryl Hagen, is non-responsive and will be removed from life support tomorrow after the rest of the family arrives to say their final good-byes.

Please keep Daron and Tarah Bender in your prayers, as well as the entire Hagen family.

What can you say at times like this? You can can only hug those you love. You can only marvel at how precious life is. And you can only cherish every moment of time you have, because time is what life is made of.

Life is precious. Live it well.

Miles Levin, age 16, wrote the following after learning he had cancer.

"I went to the driving range the other day and I was thinking how you start out with a big bucket full of balls, and you just start hitting away carelessly. You have dozens of them, each individual ball means nothing so you just hit, hit, hit. There are no practice swings or technique re-evaluations after a bad shot, because so many more tries remain. Yet eventually you start to have to reach down towards the bottom of the bucket and you realize that tries are running out. Now each swing becomes more meaningful. The right technique becomes more crucial, so between each shot you take a couple practice swings and a few deep breaths. There is a very strong need to end on a good note, even if every preceding shot was horrible, getting it right at the end means a lot. As you tee up your last ball, you say "This is my final shot, I want to crush this with perfection; I must make this count."

Limited quantities or limited time brings a new, precious value and significance to anything you do. Live every day shooting as if its your last shot, I know I have to. I found out today 5 year survival rates for my cancer are just 20%."

After a 22 month battle, Miles passed away in September. His slogan was "Keep Fighting, Stop Struggling"

Life is precious. Live it well.

"What will people remember us for? Are peoples lives better because we lived? Did we make a difference? Did we use to the fullest the gifts and abilities God gave us? Did we give our best effort, and did we do it for the right reasons?"
---Tony Dungy, Head Coach Indianapolis Colts

Life is precious. Live it well.

1 comment:

Jason said...

I worked with Jerrid and am very saddened by this news. I decided to type his name into google to see if anybody ran it in the news, and this is the first link that came up. I only worked with him for 3 months, but he trained me, and he was an awesome guy. My deepest regards for the family. Only the good die young... RIP Jerrid... BTW, the flags at both of the distribution centers are at half staff for Jerrid and his father...