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In Commemoration of NBC Reporter David Bloom

April 2003

Dear friends,


NBC national news correspondent, David Bloom, was a friend of ours.  He came to faith in October, 2000, at The Friday Group Bible Study held at Jim Lane’s home.  David loved Jesus, loved to sing, loved to praise God and was dear to me.  We spoke often, prayed together, laughed, cried, discussed sermons, and shared God’s mercy.

David died at the gates of Baghdad on assignment with NBC.  His hair windblown, his voice rising with excitement, always pressing on in the midst of sandstorms, David died instantly from a blood clot, which may have likely formed from his long hours in the “Bloommobile,” a specially outfitted tank he created for his energetic coverage of the push toward Baghdad.

I called David’s special overseas satellite phone on a regular basis.  Our mutual friend, Jim Lane, called David in Kuwait and Iraq every day to encourage him and pray for his life.  David had been experiencing leg cramps for several days.  On April 6th, his cameraman watched him retrieve his voicemails and then collapse.  In addition to a loving message left by his wife, the last words David heard were a voicemail from Jim Lane, reading a portion of Oswald Chambers’ April 5th devotional from “My Utmost for His Highest:”

“The agony in Gethsemane is the agony of the Son of God in fulfilling His destiny as the Savior of the world. The veil is drawn aside to reveal all it cost Him to make it possible for us to become sons of God.  His agony is the basis of the simplicity of our salvation.  The Cross of Christ is a triumph for the Son of Man.  It was not only a sign that Our Lord had triumphed, but that He had triumphed to save the human race.  Every human being can get through to the presence of God now because of what the Son of Man went through.”

David was 39-years-old and left behind three young daughters—Christine, Nicole, and Ava—and his dear wife, Melanie.  He was our pal, our brother, our young man who was the “next generation,” the guy who would “carry the ball,” who caught the meaning of Jesus’ love.  In this life, we will always miss him.  Our sorrow is deep and our sadness is unrequited.  And now like generations before, we long for the day when “there will be no more pain and suffering on all God’s holy mountain.”

We will all press on to trust in Christ, embracing the blessed hope of the resurrection and the joy of seeing our dear friend David Bloom once again.  Both Jim and I had the bittersweet privilege of speaking at David’s funeral services.  Please pray that our message planted seeds of faith in the many, many people who loved David Bloom.

In Christ,
B.J. Weber