Rest in Peace Ron
Yesterday morning I received a text letting me know that Ron had died the night before in his vehicle. Maybe a heart attack. Maybe he froze to death. Ron was one of our friends that we met at the truck stop. But not just any friend at the truck stop. Ron was the first person who we met and did ministry with — laundry and a meal.
I wasn’t there that night — I was sick. One of our families went over with a neighbor from the church. It was the first time over to the truck stop. They had no idea what would happen. We had talked about the possibility that they wouldn’t meet anyone. But they met Ron.