One of my most precious memories is meeting a young man named Chris. Fifteen years ago, Chris was celebrating his success of opening up a night club by going to the Black Sea. While he was there, he suffered an accident that broke his neck, leaving him paralyzed. As a quadriplegic, Chris was dealing with this new challenge without the Lord in his life. During one of our mission trips, Becky and I went to visit with him at the hospital. Soon after, his mother, Maria, attended the retreats and became acquainted with Cornelia, a dedicated representative of Becky's Hope and my precious sister. Because of Cornelia's love and invested time, Chris and his mother became believers two years later. Maria was not able to attend the retreat this year as she was diagnosed with cancer. We ask for prayer for her and we are joyful for their strong and continued faith.