We have left Alaska and are slowly making our way home through the Yukon and British Columbia. At times as I ride I find myself looking forward to being home. I miss my family! Our hearts long for home when we are away. I heard the news about Karon yesterday. While I am sad for his passing, I am rejoicing that he has met his Savior and is experiencing relief from his suffering. He is at his true home. As I was riding, praying and keeping an eye out for animals, I had some time to reflect on the K man's short life. He touched many lives in a variety of ways. He was a part of Hope Church through the sacrifice of Pastor Rob and Tiffany. Sensing God's call a few years ago, the Slouffman family brought Karon into their family. They loved, sacrificed, wept and fought for Karon. All the people (case workers, doctors, nurses, family members, etc.) they met along the way witnessed their humble, sacrificial love and care for this young child. They knew that Karon's life had meaning and purpose so they loved him as Jesus loves him. I know their hearts are both sad and rejoicing through the homegoing of Karon. Their family has been an example of what it means to fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. I, along with you, look forward to the day when we will see Karon in our eternal home. God bless you Slouffman family, we pray God's peace to you.
The picture below is to remind us of the LORD as our shepherd who leads us besides the quiets waters and restores our soul.
God bless you!