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Yesterday, I found out that my Grandpa Worley had died. Grandpa Great was the name given to him by the great grandkids. He had been very sick for a long time now. He had lung cancer. I plan to go to Iowa to his funeral on Thursday. I look forward to spending time with family. On a side note, I am going to be taking the train which will be a first for me. I told the kids last night that now I do not have any grandparent alive. As I think back about Grandpa Worley , I am reminded of several things: He could eat! There was not anyone who could eat more than him. He could squeeze! When he would shake your hand or give you a hug, it was definitely firm and usually a hand or back breaker. He was a hard worker! Until he was diagnosed with lung cancer, he worked every day of his life. He was not going to retire. He always had to be doing something. He was Mr. Fix-it! Since I am definitely not like this, he was able to fix things around the house and was quick to help out. He was l...

Today, I had the privilege of attending the funeral of Esther Ratzlaff . She was an amazing woman! I first met Esther the first week I was at work at Hesston MB. She was here during the day working in the library. She was faithful in keeping the library organized and up to date. Not only did she do this faithfully, but she also taught during Hide N Seek. In addition to these activities, she also filled our pew kits. She was so creative in making those kits paying attention to what the children would enjoy. One of her ideas was pipe cleaners which have always been my kids favorite part of the pew kit. Around Easter last year, I was invited to Newton to speak at the Community Bible School that Esther was involved in. She taught here for 17 years. She worked here at least two days a week with these children from the public schools. She loved this ministry as well. When she discovered she had cancer, she was heartbroken that she would not be able to continue teaching at Hide N ...

Today, I was blessed by attending Bethany's Great Aunt Onie's memorial service. It was a great day. The music was great and the message was encouraging and challenging. The lunch after the service was chicken and in my book you can't beat that. But the best part of the day was listening to the impact that Onie had on others' lives. There were about 5 people who shared and each one was a blessing to me. They told of how Onie had shared the gospel with them, taught them how to teach others, helped them better understand the Bible, could tell a wonderful and compelling story in VBS , how much she loved and had compassion for them, encouraged them, and the list could go on and on. I hope the service was taped because I would love to hear it again. I wonder what kind of impact my life is having on others. Am I sharing my faith as faithfully as Onie ? Am I teaching effectively the next generation? Am I showing love and care to others? Am I willing to sacrifice ...