Hello TJ family,
It has been a while, and for that I oppologise. I'm not gonna make exusses as to where I've been or what I've been doing. I'm only gonna say, it's nice to be back home. I haven't backslid or anything like that, I've sinned as much as anyone has since I've been gone. No more, no less.
I am making my 1st prayer request since joining TJesus. This request is for myself for healing my heart from sorrow and regret, as well as for stregnth in our Lord Jesus, for the opportunity to witness like never before. (I'm not sure I'm ready, but the good Lord says HE is ready so I'll let him lead me.) Also, this is for the families involved for their sorrow and confusion. For them to see a glimpse of Gods bigger plan, and the sparkle of light in this time of darkness.
I have received some rather horrible news early thursday morning. My old college roommate had a very aggressive form of cancer that attacks your nerve endings. The doctors removed a tumor this summer in his back, and found it to be cancer. It has spread to his liver, then onto his lung, growing fast enough that it collapsed his lung before they could do surgery. His lung was removed. Later, still attacking nerve endings, it rendered him paralyzed from the waist down. Still being very positive, he talked of learning to waterski in a chair. The cancer wasn't done yet.
It started to attack other organs, and even effected his hearing. He was on a respirator with 100% O2, which I understand can't be done for long, as fluids start to build up around the heart. Thursday morning around 9am I received a call from Brian informing me that Bob most likely wouldn't make it thru the weekend.
I called off work and jumped in my car for the trip to Columbus Ohio. I got to the James Cancer Center on OSU's campus (World News reported it as in the top 3 cancer centers in the US), around 12pm or so. I hadn't spoken to his family, and didn't even know his room #. I asked for his room at the desk, and she couldn't find his name in the registry. My heart sunk, and my stomach worked it's way into my throat, almost choking me and making it hard to breath. She pointed me to another desk and said he may be in surgery and that's why they don't have a room # for him, but I kinda knew what had happened. The lady at the 2nd desk made a call and confirmed what I already knew. Bob had passed away early Thursday morning. Prolly even before I left my house.
I so wish I had the chance to speak to him just one more time. I'd give almost anything to be able to say "I love you Bob. You helped make me who I am today. I'm better off having known you and I am sorry I didn't stay in touch after I got married."
Bob Sochor, a gentleman and scholar. I'm better for having known him. He prolly kept me outta jail more times than I care to imagine. In a college town filled with ample opportunity to destroy ones future as much as build it, he was the voice of reason. Kind, thoughfull, generous, and cool as the other side of the pillow, he kept a positive outlook even up to the end. He will be missed.
May God bless your soul Bob.
This all being said, I don't know if he was saved. I don't know if he knew Jesus, or just knew OF Jesus. If things were the same from the last time I saw him, then I'd guess that he was not saved. I, of course, didn't know his heart though. Maybe he was saved and was fighting for the courage to witness. I can only hope this was the case. I'm going to be going to the funeral and I'm almost afraid to ask his family if he was saved. 1. I'm not prepared to hear that he wasn't, and 2. I don't want to stir up more sorrow for any of his saved family if he was not.
I'm not even sure what to pray for, I'm just at a loss. Please just speak to our Lord on my behalf, for I am unable at the present.
For where two or more gather...
God Bless,
Nigh
It has been a while, and for that I oppologise. I'm not gonna make exusses as to where I've been or what I've been doing. I'm only gonna say, it's nice to be back home. I haven't backslid or anything like that, I've sinned as much as anyone has since I've been gone. No more, no less.
I am making my 1st prayer request since joining TJesus. This request is for myself for healing my heart from sorrow and regret, as well as for stregnth in our Lord Jesus, for the opportunity to witness like never before. (I'm not sure I'm ready, but the good Lord says HE is ready so I'll let him lead me.) Also, this is for the families involved for their sorrow and confusion. For them to see a glimpse of Gods bigger plan, and the sparkle of light in this time of darkness.
I have received some rather horrible news early thursday morning. My old college roommate had a very aggressive form of cancer that attacks your nerve endings. The doctors removed a tumor this summer in his back, and found it to be cancer. It has spread to his liver, then onto his lung, growing fast enough that it collapsed his lung before they could do surgery. His lung was removed. Later, still attacking nerve endings, it rendered him paralyzed from the waist down. Still being very positive, he talked of learning to waterski in a chair. The cancer wasn't done yet.
It started to attack other organs, and even effected his hearing. He was on a respirator with 100% O2, which I understand can't be done for long, as fluids start to build up around the heart. Thursday morning around 9am I received a call from Brian informing me that Bob most likely wouldn't make it thru the weekend.
I called off work and jumped in my car for the trip to Columbus Ohio. I got to the James Cancer Center on OSU's campus (World News reported it as in the top 3 cancer centers in the US), around 12pm or so. I hadn't spoken to his family, and didn't even know his room #. I asked for his room at the desk, and she couldn't find his name in the registry. My heart sunk, and my stomach worked it's way into my throat, almost choking me and making it hard to breath. She pointed me to another desk and said he may be in surgery and that's why they don't have a room # for him, but I kinda knew what had happened. The lady at the 2nd desk made a call and confirmed what I already knew. Bob had passed away early Thursday morning. Prolly even before I left my house.
I so wish I had the chance to speak to him just one more time. I'd give almost anything to be able to say "I love you Bob. You helped make me who I am today. I'm better off having known you and I am sorry I didn't stay in touch after I got married."
Bob Sochor, a gentleman and scholar. I'm better for having known him. He prolly kept me outta jail more times than I care to imagine. In a college town filled with ample opportunity to destroy ones future as much as build it, he was the voice of reason. Kind, thoughfull, generous, and cool as the other side of the pillow, he kept a positive outlook even up to the end. He will be missed.
May God bless your soul Bob.
This all being said, I don't know if he was saved. I don't know if he knew Jesus, or just knew OF Jesus. If things were the same from the last time I saw him, then I'd guess that he was not saved. I, of course, didn't know his heart though. Maybe he was saved and was fighting for the courage to witness. I can only hope this was the case. I'm going to be going to the funeral and I'm almost afraid to ask his family if he was saved. 1. I'm not prepared to hear that he wasn't, and 2. I don't want to stir up more sorrow for any of his saved family if he was not.
I'm not even sure what to pray for, I'm just at a loss. Please just speak to our Lord on my behalf, for I am unable at the present.
For where two or more gather...
God Bless,
Nigh
