Jacob Will was never big on religion, not that he wasn’t exposed to it. At some point, it didn’t “take.” Maybe it was the glut of televangelists on TV that turned him off. So going into a church for his best friend’s funeral was not high on his list, bucket or otherwise.
And a conversation with the minister afterwards was completely unexpected. What made it more so was the life-altering effect it was to have on him.
Had he given it any thought, the lyrics from an R.E.M. song, Losing My Religion might have resonated with him.
“That’s me in the corner, that’s me in the spotlight, losing my religion.
Trying to keep up with you, and I don’t know if I can do it.
Oh no, I’ve said too much, I haven’t said enough.”
and
“Every whisper, of every waking hour, I’m choosing my confessions.
Trying to keep an eye on you like a hurt and blinded fool, fool.”
A friend’s influence can last forever.
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Bruce Meisterman 