My phone rang early this morning with the news that Bob Rice had went home to be with the Lord. It seemed like it wasn't real. I had saw him and his wife, Julie, this summer. Everything was fine. And then I received a call at the end of July that Bob had lung cancer. It moved so fast.
I keep telling myself - "God knew all about it. He is in control. HE IS ALREADY IN OUR TOMORROW.
I thought about the reunion going on in heaven. He's seeing his mom and dad, his brother, Gary, and his brother, Jerry. They'll be no strife, no pain, no sickness, just a glad reunion time. I'm so thankful for that blessed hope.
Please be praying for Julie and the rest of the family as preparations are made.
On a happier note -. My son, Neal, and his wife, Amy, are expecting a little boy in January. I'm so excited. My favorite thing in the world is being a Grandma.
A Baby is God's Way of Saying That the World
Should Go On.
In this life, rain falls along with the sunshine. But what a wonderful Saviour we have. Always there leading the way.




















