David Grey Wilhelm is gone.
Killed for his truck. Killed for his truck.
An exceptionally good man is dead. His wife and family grieve.
Evil men live on. I don’t understand it.
It makes me sad. It makes me angry. It makes me thankful that the next person David’s murderer talked to, a single mother, talked to him about God.
She told him he had value, that God’s Son had given his life for him out of love. That meant he was worth much more than he had thought possible. The killer gave himself up without hurting anyone else.
Why didn’t somebody tell that rapist, that murderer, that man God loves as much as he loves you and me, that God loved him before he went on his killing spree?
If he had given David a chance, I know David would have told him. Maybe David did try to tell him. Maybe the killer’s heart was so hard that gentle words could not reach him.
We will never know.
Now the tributes have been made. The tears have been shed. More tears will be shed.
I’m proud to say I knew him. I wish I had known him better. Now that he is gone, it is apparent to all of us what a special person he was.
What made him so special?
Who made him so special?
His parents did certainly. His creator had an even bigger hand in who he was. I believe what made David special was his faith in God. He lived as the Bible tries to teach the rest of us to live, to become like Jesus. Gentle, loving, caring, giving, respectful, compassionate, helpful, are just a few of the things that Jesus was; and how David was.
I pray that there are more parents raising more men like David.
We need men like David.
Now, more than ever.
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