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These are some pictures of Gabe from my wedding in the summer of 2001. It's hard to believe that it's been over five years since these photos were taken, but they are the few digital pictures I have of Gabe. If you have questions are comments feel free to post them to the blog or send me an email directly at marcustrammell@mac.com.
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Tonight is Sunday 7th January and as I looked in our church bulletin, there was an announcement stating that Gabriel Rice had died. For a few seconds it didn't sink in because I hadn't realized who it was, then my heart sank as I tried to deny my inner conclusion, for I knew Gabe from our church, Voice of Pentecost. I'd been thinking about he and his family for the last several weeks, wondering how they were. Interesting, last Sunday I was at Ocean beach, watching the treacherous waves that I knew Gabe's father liked to surf upon, and I thought to myself, "...how does Lynn handle the idea of her husband taking such risk upon those waves?"
Gabe and his parents visited our church for a span of 3 months, and I reached out to Gabe, and he was this beautiful person with such warmth. His father, Patrick, about a week before I met Gabe, mentioned how Gabe had flown the treacherous skies of Alaska, and I was awed by just the thought of ever doing so. Then I met Gabe one Sunday night, and I realized this guy could do whatever he wanted in aviation, he could fly private corporate jets, fly 747's whatever he wanted. Things that I only dreamed about in aviation; here was Gabe able to take any which direction he so desired. Yet he was so humble and unassuming, and yes that electric smile of his was contagious. He told me he was teaching flying down near Stanford University, and he was willing to take me on a flight. But I never took him up on it. He was working towards getting a degree in relation to aviation, but wasn't interested in flying commercially. I thought "...wow, he's really something else..." He told me about his flying Fed Ex MD-11's, sitting in the cockpit's jumpseat, and taking rides to Europe. I'm sure he had so many adventures in aviation, how I wish I'd gone out to lunch with him, to get to know him better. His parents are the most beautiful people, and my heart goes out to them, for this inconsolable loss. Gabe is in heaven, where there are no more tears, no more pain, no more sadness. He's gone to his reward to be with the Lord Jesus Christ. He was such a young fellow, it makes me wonder of course, "why?". About three months ago, Gabe and his parents stopped visiting our church, and I missed them dearly, and it really surprised me that I'd been giving a mutual friend of theirs, rides home, and she'd been in touch with the Rice's on an almost daily basis, and she never mentioned to me that Gabe had passed away, it seemed so bizarre. Gabe, I miss you man, thank you for being such a light of Christ and for gracing my life with your presence, if even for a few special and unforgetable moments.......that's the kind of impact you made on peoples' lives. The youth in our church were saddened to hear the news. But man, you ran the race, you are victorious, thank you for cheering us on from up there! You were a King David, ready to do whatever it took! And you walked in the wisdom of King Solomon and the love of our
tender Jesus! I don't know how to end this, but to again say, I love you man, and I look forward to seeing you again on the other side, and just give you a great hug! My brother............you don't know how you impacted peoples' lives, it took you going to where you are now to realize the truth of how your life on Earth touched so many lives with eternal significance.
Love,
Brother Carlos
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