Long forgotten
When I posted the first (and only) post to this site a little over a year ago I watched it for a few days and never saw a comment or any hint that anyone had even noticed. Perhaps this is something all, or at least most bloggers experience. Either way, the experience left me a bit deflated. Testimony to that is the fact that I basically went off and forgot about this site. In fact, I really hadn't thought much about it until the name of my blog popped up only recently when I signed in to another blog to leave a comment.
A lot has happened in this past year. In fact, there is quite a bit that I have wanted to say, but just haven't -- even if it is to no one. I realize now that it was a bit naive to think, "If you write it, they will come", but on the other hand, this is more socially acceptable than talking to yourself. So perhaps I will dust off the site and take another stab at making a noise in the great abyss.
A lot has happened in this past year. In fact, there is quite a bit that I have wanted to say, but just haven't -- even if it is to no one. I realize now that it was a bit naive to think, "If you write it, they will come", but on the other hand, this is more socially acceptable than talking to yourself. So perhaps I will dust off the site and take another stab at making a noise in the great abyss.
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“Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints” (Psalm 116:15).
It is with great sadness that I pass along that my precious older brother, Scott Randall, the originator of this blog, passed away, Sunday, September 14th, 2008. Since there are 3,100 posts I thought it fitting to detail a bit more about my incredible older brother...
Scott Curtis Randall was born in Omaha, Nebraska on December 27, 1958, to joyous parents, Fred and Darlene Randall. His sons are Joshua and David
Randall, sisters Christine Conley and Lisa Wagner, brother Clark Randall, and seven nieces and nephews, Catherine, Caroline, Jessica, Clark, Jr., Davis, Lydia
and Alex.
Scott graduated magna cum laude from S.M.U. with a degree in Electrical Engineering. He was employed by Texas Instruments for 13 years. Previous to his employment at TI, he was a fine-finish carpenter. Scott was very analytical and could do about
anything. In fact, his favorite saying was, "anything worth doing is worth over doing". Early on he had a special talent in creative writing. He had a great
sense of humor and an infectious laugh.
Scott was very attentive to his family which was very close to him. He was a very generous and humble servant of His Lord and did everything he could to help thers. He was very attentive to his parents. He wanted others to realize that he in himself wasn’t good, but in allowing the Lord Jesus Christ to direct his paths,
he could accomplish good things. He fully realized that it was not any good deeds he might do that would get him into heaven, but acceptance of the Lord Jesus Christ as his Savior and Lord. He particularly felt a passion for those who were much less fortunate than he and those who had made some major mistakes in life. He enjoyed routinely giving out sweat suits to the homeless during
Thanksgiving season each year when it would get cold. He did a great deal of volunteer work and mentoring with the Cornerstone Baptist Church Prison
Restoration Ministry in South Dallas and gained many friends there. He truly was a man who would lay down his life for his friends. After having many struggles throughout life, he learned in later life that possessions do not make one happy, so he had very few of them. He enjoyed the freedom of not being encumbered with “things.” He did not have a television set; he preferred to study God’s word and memorize Scripture. He had the entire Book of Romans memorized because it had such an impact upon his life. He loved to read and also had a flair and passion for turning most conversations into the truths about God and His Word.
Memorials may be made in Scott’s name to:
Cornerstone Baptist Church (Trinity Prison Restoration Ministry)
P.O. Box 152551, Dallas,Texas 75315
or
Stonebriar Community Church, 4801 Legendary Drive, Frisco, Texas 75034.
Christine: Thank you for the giving us more information about your brother, Scott. As one of the "pinkies" on the trip to Israel, I just have to tell how much I enjoyed my time with your brother. He made a lasting impression. His passion for God was so tangible, so real. His stories of his misadventures, especially surrounding his tenacious determination to get to Israel (from the late night drive to get a suitcase from his sister, to his shoeless and walletless encounter with the police, to the complex problems at the various airports, to losing his plane ticket in England, and then finally having to help the taxi driver find Tiberius)is something I have told and retold as part of my telling of the amazing pieces and people of that wonderful trip. I do believe that God smiled and rewarded Scott with the penthouse suite in Jerusalem because of his determination to experience our God in Israel.
Your Scott just made us all smile.
I am so very sorry for your great loss. You and your family are in my prayers.
It's now been two years since Scott spent his last hours here on this earth to continue his life in what the Bible refers to as "heaven" with our Lord Jesus Christ and the saints who have chosen to believe in the truth of the Bible. Since then, God chose to bring home my precious father, Fred, to begin the next chapter of his eternal life, no longer on this earth. As happy and joyous as I am with both their destinations, so equals the level of loss and longing to see them cries from my heart. The pain is sometimes too great to bear and the void is one that can never be filled until that day I see them again, when God calls me and my time here on earth is done. At that time, words cannot express how I will feel as I run to embrace them with unending hugs and tears of joy. For now, I must be content with the smile in my heart when I hear that Boston song “Don’t look back” and see in my mind’s eye Scott and Dad driving the streets of gold in a top of the line convertible sports car, the radio cranked up, wind blowing their hair, singing at the top of their lungs between laughter and enjoying their existence
It's now been two years since Scott spent his last hours here on this earth to continue his life in what the Bible refers to as "heaven" with our Lord Jesus Christ and the saints who have chosen to believe in the truth of the Bible. Since then, God chose to bring home my precious father, Fred, to begin the next chapter of his eternal life, no longer on this earth. As happy and joyous as I am with both their destinations, so equals the level of loss and longing to see them cries from my heart. The pain is sometimes too great to bear and the void is one that can never be filled until that day I see them again, when God calls me and my time here on earth is done. At that time, words cannot express how I will feel as I run to embrace them with unending hugs and tears of joy. For now, I must be content with the smile in my heart when I hear that Boston song “Don’t look back” and see in my mind’s eye Scott and Dad driving the streets of gold in a top of the line convertible sports car, the radio cranked up, wind blowing their hair, singing at the top of their lungs between laughter and enjoying their existence
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