Our friend Bob passed away last Friday. We just found out today because of not being able to get ahold of his social worker.
Bob was a man who lived a hard life, seen too many things in Vietnam and made poor life choices, but God wasn’t going to leave him there in the pit.
God is in the business of taking the worst of the worst and redeeming it for his own glory. No life is unusable or unchangeable.
We met Bob after church one Sunday last September. Honestly, I could hardly understand anything he was saying, but I felt prompted by the Holy Spirit to invite him over for lunch. I can’t remember the details, but he did come. He wasn’t too excited about tatortot hotdish, but I told him at my house we don’t complain and we take “No Thank You” bites. He took one bite and said, “Hey, this isn’t half bad.” From that meal on, he was a part of the family.
He didn’t have family around so we became his family the best we could.
Carl took him to the zoo.