Mark A. Tracey

2 weeks ago today I lost a mentor and a great friend in a motorcycle accident.
Mark was an Assistant Pastor at our church and a member of our Board. He had been with us the last 3 years and had become a huge part of our team.
Mark was one of the most inspirational people in my life and I miss him tremendously. He specifically worked on my last 4 messages with me; helping me to think through, write, adjust and then deliver. In fact, the Sunday before he passed away, I spoke at our church and he had helped me work through it the week before. He waited for me by the back door after church and gave me a huge hug and told me that the message was very clear and well delivered. It was the best that I had done.
Mark was the first one to leave me a voice mail when Caden was born.
I roomed with Mark and played golf with him last September at a conference we were at in Detroit. I kept him up late at night talking because I was taking Vicadin for some oral surgery and it made me talkative.
I had lunch with him on a consistent basis at Smoky Bones.
Mark talked me through some tough times last fall.
He believed in me tremendously and I knew it.
I thought he was supposed to play a major role in my life and the life of my son…. So, it’s confusing.
But even if I knew why, it wouldn’t change anything. The hurt would still be there because he’s in a different place and I would still miss him.