In the quiet shadow of his final days, as brain cancer pressed in, our brother stood firm, anchored in Christ, wrapped in peace not of this world. With hands that once served and arms that always welcomed, he turned to words, writing not for himself, but for others. These reflections are whispers from the edge of eternity, carrying the nearness of the Holy Spirit he so clearly felt.

His legacy is not these pages, it lives in the hearts he lifted, the strangers he treated like family, the love he gave so freely. He was everyone’s brother. And through these words, may his faith still shine, pointing all of us toward the Savior he followed with unwavering trust.