I Needed More Time / Adam Wynn (Lived Across the Hall )
I needed more time to get to know him. I was Josh's roommate and only saw Jacob a few times even though we lived on the same hall, only one door down, and even went to the same church when in Athens. When I heard the next morning that one of my roommate's friends had died in a car accident, I was certainly broken for him. It hurt to watch him like that, but I wasn't overly affected. As most of us do, I had come to accept that people far from me will die. But I slowly began to realize which friend it was. Like I'd said, I didn't know Jacob too well. But every time he saw me, "Hey Adam. How are you?" I didn't know his name, had no clue HOW he knew mine at the time, but I enjoyed those momentary salutations. When I realized just what had happened, and what a kind, people-first young man had died, I was broken for him. I was broken for me, and for his family. That was the first weekend I'd really hung out with his roommate, Nick, and then spent alot more time after that. See, I'd learned from Jacob an interesting thought. People really should come first, and they really do. I only wish I'd learned that before (and even more so, without) Jacob's death, but then I don't think it would have been as powerful a lesson. I wish I'd used the little time there to get to know Jacob. From all I've read, he must have been a fantastic young man with a heart for people and a heart for the Lord. I know they say we won't recognize each other in Heaven, but I have an odd feeling that, somehow, Jacob will still find me out and say, "Hey Adam. How you been? It's been far too long."
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