that I have the assurance of my Salvation. That this body I possess has only been given to me to get me through this journey here on earth. That there is a better life waiting for me with Jesus. That there is nothing I can do to make Him not love me. I am so thankful for the Death, the Burial, and the Resurrection. Without that hope life would be without meaning.
That being said, I received a very heartbreaking phone call today from a friend of over 30 years. Her son Greg Gonsioroski was killed on the first of September fighting fires in Arizona or Nevada, I don't remember which. He was a private pilot. I do not have any particulars, except his plane crashed. Greg leaves behind a wife and three children as well as his parents and six siblings.
Greg was raised in a very strong Christian home and knew the Lord all of his life. That is why I am so thankful tonight. Although his family is mourning his loss, they all know that they will be reunited with him eventually.
I am making the 15 hour drive from my home with one of my daughters tomorrow. We will leave here as soon as she gets off work and drive all night to arrive in Baker Montana in time for his funeral at 11 o'clock Friday morning.
Please pray for the Gonsioroski family and peace for all of them. Pray also for Angie and I as we cross three states tomorrow night. We will be so grateful.