A nightmare I can't wake up from

My dad call this morning with the news that my brother Paul is dead.

Just a few days ago, my brother Paul and his wife Chi left for the Philippines, in hopes they'd be home with their adopted daughter Connie Marie.

Yesterday, Paul was out jogging and collapsed. The details are sketchy --all we know is that he was found and taken to a hospital and died there. He would have been 40 on his next birthday, this coming Christmas.


Pray for us, if you can.


"For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord" (Romans 8:38-39)