Day 94

I am grateful for Bob and Betty North.

Photo doesn't do them justice, but it's the only one I could find. This precious couple was always there for my folks. They had an incredibly impacting visitation ministry. They're the ones I called when my dad phoned with the news that he couldn't revive my mom. Bob was at the hospital before us. Betty had foot surgery the day before and was still falling as she learned to walk in her boot cast. She showed up shortly after we got to there.

They visited with us during Mom's surgeries and with her afterward. They prayed over and with them. They were two of Dad's first visitors after we lost Mom. They invited him over for dinners afterward. They simply cared, and that care was most memorable in its extreme kindness, come-alongside-ness, and sincerity.

Bob passed away on Saturday, March 24, only three weeks after an MRI revealed cancer throughout his body. His service was marked by a recurring theme in people's comments--Bob's goodness. Little girls grew up with him telling them they were pretty and that he loved them, but Jesus loved them more. Friends got choked up as they related personal stories, including the pastor. Bob laughed easily, gifting others by spreading it. He was generous on so many levels. While it's hard not to consider his Homegoing a loss, the greater tragedy would have been never to have known him.

Thank You, Lord, for your good and faithful servant. Carry Betty tenderly now as she walks this year of firsts without her best friend. xo