A phone call...

Around 10:30 pm last night I got a phone call from the mother of one of our kids who lives in the neighborhood. She seemed like she may have been drinking or doing drugs because her speech was very slurred. She told me that her youngest son's Dad died in a car crash the night before, along with three other men. This boy who is 8 years old, just met his Dad about a year ago because he was in prison. Before the boy met his Dad, his Mom had been telling him that another man was his father. As we talked, my heart just broke for this little boy. He just met his Dad and now he's gone. I will be going to the funeral to give support to the family and specifically the little boy. Please pray that he will run to God as His Father, that he will rely on Him for comfort and not bottle up any sadness that he may be feeling.