My problems seem so trivial sometimes. Compared with a young person in Rwanda, who lives without running water or other luxuries that we enjoy; compared with a young woman in Iraq who lives in and is used to daily violence, what are my sufferings?
...Compared to nine wonderful kids who just lost their brother who was only 19...
It is with great joy and yet deep sorrow that I announce that the young man we had been praying for for over two years, the young man with a brain tumor, named Ezekiel Wetlesen, died last night. It is a joyful moment because he now has a new body, one without cancer, one in which he can joyfully praise the Lord. With deep sorrow because we will all miss him.
I have to admit that I really admired Zeke even before I knew he had cancer. When he and his family first started coming to our old church, he stood head and shoulders above almost everyone else, yet he didn't really stand out. If anything, his humility was always obvious. (Perhaps that's because he slouched most of the time, fearing to be conspicuous because of his height.)
I have to admit that I thought he was pretty good looking. He loved little kids, too - especially his little brother, Othniel. For one so outgoing as myself, though, I never got up the courage to say more than maybe five words to him at a time...there were maybe a total of five times when I did so, too. He was very shy.
We are going to miss him, and I barely knew him. I know his family would appreciate your prayer right now.