8/31/16
I first met Dennis and Shelia at Bob Jones University in the faculty dining room in 1988 or 89. I was there visiting with the McCauleys and since I had just come from the Philippines they introduced us. When I went back to the PI I drove down to Quezon City and looked them up. It began a friendship that for me at least was an unending blessing for the last 26 years. Dennis performed our wedding in their home in 1991, and their youngest daughter, Julia, was our flower girl when we had a church ceremony later.
Dennis was always ready to listen, talk, or offer sage advice. His eyebrows would press into a frown and he would kind of point his lips, and then out came the wisdom. He suggested I start my blog several years ago and he commented often on it. He had a great sense of humor and always a positive outlook.
Unfortunately our visits were few and far between with us being in Kenya for so many years, but we always got together when we passed through the PI going on furlough or returning. We knew he wasn't doing well, but this news was shocking to us. He will surely be missed by many. At the end of Cooper's novel, The Last of the Mohicans, the Indian sachem says of his dead son, The Great Spirit had need of him. Perhaps we could paraphrase that to say, Our loving Heavenly Father had need of Dennis and took him to receive his reward.
Please remember Shelia also. She recently had a mild heart attack. Pray for grace for her and the family. Psalm 139:17-18.
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