In Memory of Hermano Lalo

It is with sad hearts that we write this. Last night, the phone rang, and we found out that Hermano Lalo died yesterday. For those of you may not know, we met Lalo when we first moved to Mexico and were living in Rosarito. He became our first friend and came over every week to help us with our Spanish, though we mainly just had a good time visiting. When we moved 800 miles south, Lalo went with Daniel to find us a house to rent, and then he went down with us again when we moved a few weeks later. About 6 months after that, he came down here to work with us for 4 months. He lived in our travel trailer in the back yard of the house we were renting. He felt the Lord leading him back home to Rosarito for a time and he was always planning on coming back to work here again. Daniel had just called him last month. He was planning on coming to visit us in August before the summer ended. He was a friend to every one of us...he taught our children how to speak Spanish and made each one of them feel special in a new country where they didn't know anyone. He helped Daniel tremdously in so many areas...He was always smiling and laughing. Most of all, he loved and served the Lord.

He had been feeling under the weather and got a cough a few days ago. He went to the doctor and they gave him some medicine. He wasn't getting better and started coughing worse and vomiting. They did some x-rays and sent him to the hospital telling him he had a bad infection (pnemonia) but it was treatable though he would be in the hospital 2-3 months. They began treating him, and he was feeling better, so they moved him to the recuperation floor. Yesterday, he visited with his family...then in the afternoon he had a sudden heart attack and died. He was only 30 years old.

We know we will see Lalo again soon, for Jesus Christ took the sting out of death through His victory on the cross. It makes us all the more yearn to share Him with others, as this life is so short. Please pray for Lalo's family. He was not married, but last we knew, his mother and father were not saved. He had several siblings too, and I don't believe they are saved either. Pray for the church there in Rosarito as they are all mourning. The older we get, the sweeter heaven becomes.