Death and Life

 Uncle Andy passed away last week.  I spent many nights in the Mogler home in Lester over the years, enjoying Uncle Andy and Aunt Freida's hospitality.  It was such a blessing to have him in central Illinois the last 11+ years!  He was always an inspiration and spiritual rock, and enjoyable to be around.  He never knew a stranger, and once he started hanging out in the coffee spots, I think he knew the local farmers better than I did!  I almost feel bad now that the last time I played Skip-Bo with him, I won.                        Because of Covid and a predicted snowstorm, many relatives were unable to travel to the funeral.  I was honored to be a pall bearer.                                                                                                                               I inherited his cane, which used to be my grandpa Metzger's. 

We got the call Thursday morning that a new baby was on the way.  The old farmers wife left for Indiana after lunch.  Our new granddaughter was born Friday morning.  I caught a ride Friday evening with sister Rita who was on her way back from KC.  We spent the night with Shane and Alyssa near Wolcott and continued to Leo Saturday morning.   We babysat the two older kiddos at Rita and Loren's to give the parents some time alone with the baby.  Saturday night they received about 8 inches of fresh snow.  Since church was cancelled in Leo, we live-streamed the Washington service which allowed us to hear Nephew Tate's announcement!  Congratulations Tate and Tamra!

 We had mostly clear roads and arrived home Monday evening.

  Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that heareth my word, and believeth on him that sent me, hath everlasting life, and shall not come into condemnation; but is passed from death unto life.             John 5:24