one of my friend's from winchester suffered a terrible loss yesterday. his brother died on a motorcycle. the cruel thing about it is that his brother was on a motorcycle practicing because that's what he had to ride in Brazil where he was gonna train to be a missionary, and he'd just graduated college, and he loved God and loved people and he was a great guy. it's something that i'll never be able to understand, but i can only trust that it'll work out for good. poor alex... i'll never be able to understand why God would take Nathan when he was a shining beacon for Christ, but i suppose it was Nathan's reward. lol. i cried off and on yesterday... mostly for alex. i can't imagine. to lose your best friend and brother all at once in a collision with a semi. at least it was instantaneous. but wow... what can you do? there's just no way to understand it... no way to get over it... no way to get your mind off it. he was doing something for Christ and got killed in the process. what can you do with that? i know i'd be doubting right now...