An African Funeral
Last week, while we were in Kenya, a very dear friend went to be with the Lord. Jarius had graduated with the first class, of the bible School, and had been one of our employees since then. His first job was to take care of the garden. He would check in with me every day on his way to work and then say in his gravely voice, “I have to go to my office.” That is what he called his garden. In his later years he was promoted to being one of our night guards, but he would still check in with us. Jarius was very illRead More →