Passions developed throughout lifetime
I told you last week about the young lady, Debbie O’Neal, in our church who had been fighting a losing battle with cancer for about two years. The pastor’s wife and I were to take dinner to the little family that night.
About 4 p.m. Debbie’s husband, Scott, called and said she was having a bad day and probably didn’t need visitors, so the preacher’s wife, Judy, offered to deliver the food. I didn’t go.
Well, about 2 a.m., Debbie died. They have two little boys ages 10 and 12.