Glen loved to play chess. We met at Bunhuggers in AZ one time, and enjoyed the 'best burgers in the world' as we played. Glen and Charles and I played late at night sometimes, past the hour when his brain worked well, and he once took a sleeping pill about 15 minutes before a game's end, in order to be sure to get his sleep that night (this was not his norm). He didn't realize how soon the pill would work, and after waiting about 20 minutes while he was in 'deep concentration' at the board, Charles and I realized he was asleep!

When we drove to the Theotreat at Bob Hogan's last year in CO, we were on the plateau coming down into Durango, and Glen was driving my car. He went around a large semi, but did not see two oncoming cars, as it was around dusk. We were within a few feet of two head-on's in a few seconds, and neither or us could figure out how we avoided death at that time. We did not get a scratch and did not even stop, somehow going between the semi and two consecutive oncoming cars at 60mph. We were in awe of God's hand and his angels for many weeks after that. Indeed it was not allowed at that time. God's ways
are so much higher than ours!

(During the Thailand memorial service) Father bless the family assembled there, and the ones 'assembled' here.... you are with us all, and we are remembering Glen and his life with You and us... we cherish his part in our lives, and we grieve our loss. But we celebrate his life and his love, and his eternal influence on us and so many around the world. Thank you that the immediate family can be there, and thanks for blessing dear Joy with good care and support. Bless each one who took time and effort to be there, and those who helped them get there. May his smoke that rose the other day be symbolic of Your Spirit who 'blows where you want it to' and carries on your work throughout Asia and the world. Bless those he has touched and taught and mentored.

One of the hardest things for me is: knowing the reality of never seeing a message come through on FB, Skype, or email from him again in this life. It's like a pipeline that suddenly went dry. And somehow, it's associated in my mind with his wit and smile, and then the loss is all the more tangible.

Father, comfort us with the comfort and encouragement of your Presence.