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A Great Heart Steps Through The Veil


Another great heart steps through the veil from this earth to the next.  While she is leaving this world with muscles deteriorating, eating difficult, walking and moving a struggle and an anxious and challenged mind, she is stepping into eternity in her brand new body.

Barb Knaub whom was told that she couldn't make it through elementary.  Then she couldn't make it through middle or high school.  

She graduated Bible College and has lived on her own for the past 25 years.  She taught Sunday School, mailed birthday and anniversary cards to our church body.  She prayed for each little one she had ever taught.  And...never forgot a thing.

She taught our little ones to not be afraid of what is different but to embrace what is behind the exterior. 

Strong and determined.  If she didn't like it, she would let you know about it.

She loved her kitties and friends.   Most of all she adored the kids.

If she received a gift of $5, she tithed 10%.  When she entered the nursing home and "took up gambling" (Bingo) as my husband teased her, she saved it all to go go to Boys and Girls Missionary Crusade.  if she could not bring it herself-she sent it with her Mom to give to the kids.  

I wonder how many children have come to know the hope of Jesus through this "handicapped" woman's faithfulness.

One of the blessings of ministry is to meet and know God's saints like these.


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