An open letter to Sir. Max

Brother Max,

You may not know who I am but I do.
I heard about you yesterday.
It's unfortunate that I had to hear about you by your death and not through another means.

I am furious that you had to die such a death.
I am furious that you didn't defend yourself when I believe you should have and more so, when I know that you were very capable of defending yourself if you'd wanted to.

I am grateful for your life.
I am grateful that you chose to uphold the oath you made to this nation and its citizens by not defending yourself like I felt you should and could have.

You have done for me, what no man could have ever done for me alive.
You have by your death, taught me the extent to which I ought to go in the execution of my earthly assignment...to the death.

You have taught one important lesson I will never forget...which I will tell you when I do see you at Home.
I am sorry your life's story had to end this way.
I am sorry you had to suffer this way.
I am sorry I failed you.

But, thank you!

I know that someday, when I get the chance, I will tell you in person, what your death has done for me.

I pray your soul finds Home.
I pray your spirit finds its rightful place.
I pray I see you when I come Home.

...and there, will I tell you how your death has been a blessing.

I know it's hard to see the good in this awful event.
But, I believe that the serendipitous hand of God will bring all things into perspective...and cause us to see the good even in this situation.

It is well.
May Your soul find rest, I pray.

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