Friday, January 23, 2009
life is short
A man at our church died yesterday. He was such a nice man, and so healthy looking. He was constantly on the go volunteering and helping people out. He was in the church cafeteria a couple of weeks ago talking to his wife when all of a sudden he passed out and fell hitting his head very hard on the cement floor. He stopped breathing and one of the teachers worked on him until the ambulance came. The hit on the head caused him to have a stroke. He never fully regained consciousness. One side of his brain kept bleeding and the other side was very swollen. Randy is just beside himself. He just loved that man. They were always kidding around. He and Randy were on the church board of trustees together. I think it reminds Randy too much of his dad's death. We need to live each day as though it were our last day on earth, because we never know when God will call us home.