It was not that there wasn’t enough faith.
The faith was there.
It wasn’t that there were inner healing blocks he had not unearthed.
It wasn’t that enough scriptures were not read, or read.
It wasn’t for lack of listening or desire.
But it didn’t look like martyrdom to us. It didn’t look like the prophecy Art Katz had made.
And we contended every day, continuously, some for 15 years.
We are left not knowing, or perhaps knowing a portion, through a glass darkly.
And he is gone. Everyone who knew him will miss him, and he was known by many. And the question is, why?
Some things have formed inside me, over the past few days.
A new knowing of the cloud.
A new perspective of variation and stability.
And I believe my friend has had the opportunity to observe some things and have long time, life time questions answered.
I have a partial answer on why he is gone.
I think the two scenarios were played out for him.
I think he got to see how it would impact all of those he loved if he received healing.
Everyone, mature, immature, believers, non believers alike.
And then I think the Lord showed him the impact it would have on everyone if he went home.
Jon was a family man.
Especially in those last years, when he was with you, he was fully present with you.
And when he saw the two scenarios, he picked the one that would allow more people to love and be perfected by God.
It was a hard choice.
It will be awhile for some of us to feel the rightness, in our loss.
I am glad he gets to move again, without pain.
I am thankful for the insights he gave to me freely.
But in the end, the greatest love is the love that causes a man to lay down his life for his friends.
And his choice allowed that.
Jon was a martyr after all.
Selah