Thinking back to one day in 1977 I remember I took the same route to work everyday, each morning the traffic was busy and they were working on a new over pass for the highway near my home.  Many of my friends would stop by my home each day after work and we would share and speak and just talk about how God was changing my life.
I was a new believer but attending church almost every night and seeking Gods’ truth for me and my family. We had many friends and we shared with all who came and visited.
God became the center point of all our conversations and life. Some friends accepted this from me but they continued to live their life with parties and the things that happened at that time.
            One day as I was coming home and near the over pass where the construction work was happening, traffic was all jammed up because of a serious accident.  As I passed by I saw a car that had been totally crushed by a semi that had problems with the over pass construction. Later that night I learned that it was a friends wife, she was minding her own business and coming home from work when out of know where this truck flipped on top of her car crushing her to death. I felt so sad because she would often come to our home but never accepted Christ. All she had to do is live in accordance to His ways and die to self and what she wanted from life and her career.  She never had a chance to further anything.
           She left a wonderful little girl and later that year Dave took his own life by hanging himself over the closet door in his bedroom. He thought that his daughter would have insurance money not knowing they don't pay on suicide. Such tragedy, but more so is they are not with God and will never be with Him or their daughter who is a wonderful young Christian lady today.
 
Gods’ time is not our time; Gods’ ways are not our ways.
Like a thief, He never tells you when He comes to rob you of your riches.

Ga ha' Halftown