Yes.. the picture of the old house that I posted on my blog a few days ago was the house that Pastor Tim grew up in. Tim gave me a tour of the home and the area that he had grown up in. It was waaaaaaaaaaaaaay out in the country.
But we were there for Bill Winters funeral. Tim's dad was a great man. A gentle man with a gentle spirit, a farmer, a teacher, a father, a friend. I rarely ever look at Pastor Tim, that I can't help but think of his father Bill. The apple didn't fall far from the tree. For Pastor Tim is also a very caring, loving, gentle man. A father, teacher and friend.
Will you do me a favor today? Will you pray for Pastor Tim today? And just ask God to strengthen and comfort him. It's never an easy thing to come to a day like today and not struggle to some degree. Timbo... I love you and I thank God that you are the friend of all friends. May you continue to bless us the way your father blessed others.