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On July 15, 1982 the Lord blessed us with a precious little boy that we named Joseph. Joe looked (and still does) just like his dad! As Joe grew, he began to spend lots of time with his dad. Ken would take him with him whenever he was able. As I look back, I know that God put in Ken's heart to spend as much time as could with his son.

Ken graduated from college in May of 1983. In September of that year we moved to Berne, Indiana to work with Pastor Doug Rogers at Faith Baptist Church. We loved being in Berne and enjoyed working with the people there. Ken was an assistant pastor as well as a Christian schoolteacher for the fifth and sixth grade, choir director, and Sunday school teacher. He also was always available to do whatever the pastor needed done. As a family we worked and served together until May 20, 1990 when another event took place that would drastically change our lives.

After church on the evening of May 20, 1990, a couple invited us to come over for some fellowship. About 10:45 PM we headed home, but we never made it. A quarter of a mile from our house a car went left of center and hit us head on. Ken was killed instantly. Joe and I escaped with minor injuries. The days that followed Ken's home going were difficult for Joe and I. We missed him so much! We continue to miss him, but God is gracious and merciful and helps us through these times.

God took good care of us and guided us through two major moves that led us to our current home in Michigan. Again God allowed another trial to come into our lives. On Sunday, September 5, 1999 Joe was driving back from Berne, Indiana where he had been visiting some friends. He was to meet me at my parent's home near Findlay, Ohio in time to attend the Sunday evening church service. When 5:00 PM came and went, I became a little concerned. I called the home of the family whom Joe had visited and learned that he had left several hours earlier, but that he might have been on his way back since he had left some of his clothes there. Joe still had not arrived at my folks' home by the time it was time to leave for church, so I went without him. I kept watching for him to come in during the service, but he never showed up. I was very worried by this time. I hoped all the way back to my parent's home that my car would be sitting in the drive and Joe waiting at the house. When we were close enough to see the house, there was no car. My dad called the State Police to see if Joe had been involved in an auto accident. He was informed that yes, Joe had been involved in a serious accident and that he had been flown to Medical College of Ohio in Toledo, Ohio with head injuries. The hospital was fifty minutes away. I called my Pastor in Michigan and left a message for him to call my brother and then we headed for Toledo. When I arrived I was informed that Joe was in a coma and that he also had a broken vertebrae in his lower back. Joe remained in a coma for 17 days, but again God was merciful and allowed him to come out of the coma.

Joe was not able to sit up, walk, talk, or do anything that a teenage boy should be able to do when he came out of the coma, but with God's help and lots of hard work Joe has made a complete recovery and is in his sophomore year at Bible College. He is currently planning to travel with the "Sons of the Prophets" male ensemble from the college this summer.

I am employed as a church secretary for a local church and I also have several piano students. I attend Landmark Baptist Church in Davison, MI where I am the church pianist.

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