Peace

My mom is a bad "bad news breaker." After 26 years, I've figured out that when she says, "I've got some sad news," it means that someone has passed away. Today, I got a text from my mother via my sister, saying that she had some sad news.

The husband of a family that I was close to at home, passed away this morning after a long battle with cancer. He leaves behind his wife and 2 sons, both in High School. Paul's wife, Karen, taught me piano lessons for years, he taught me organ for 2 and I babysat their sons many times during High School.

When I go back to Illinois, I always end up running into their oldest son, Greg, when I go up to see my sister at school. The last time I saw Paul, I was home for the musical and he assured me that God was keeping him firmly in his care and grace. A few weeks later, I heard that his very rare form of cancer had returned and the prognosis was bleak.

So, this sad news is more sad news in a week of sad news, but I am certain that Paul is in heaven and that is exactly where he wants to be.