Heart Sick!

I remember dreading my Senior year of high school, because we had another new Science Teacher.  YUCK!  I didn't like science and I sure didn't like the previous teachers we had.  And to top it all off, our science teacher was living in a camper on my Aunt's place.  Oh great!  Well my very first day, I got the call that I had a tumor and would need it removed and would be out of school until the middle of October.  WHAT!!  During that time off from school my science teacher was GREAT!  He helped me with my homework.  Sent messages to me encouraging me.  He was actually pretty cool and made science so much fun.  Even though he and I didn't agree on evolution vs. creation, we had great debates and finally agreed to disagree.  He even ended up being our Senior sponsor.  He helped us raise a lot of money so we could really enjoy our Senior trip.  While I was deciding what school I wanted to attend, SBU in Bolivar was really are my mind.  Mossman, my science teacher, was from Bolivar and his wife and kids lived there.  So he really encouraged me to consider it, especially since they would be close by and would help me when I needed them.  "It never hurts to have family close by", he said.  So school ended, went on a Senior trip and had a blast.  Came home, got ready to head off for college.  Saw a lot of Mr. Mossman and his family while in Bolivar.  Ate a lot of meals at their house.  Babysat their kids.  Played on a softball team with them.  Just enjoyed my time with them.  

Eventually Colin and his wife divorced and both remarried, but I still stayed in contact with them and the kids.  I kept updated on him and the kids by email.  And now the past several months I have enjoyed keeping up with him through Facebook.

This morning I got to work and pulled up facebook and my pastor that I had when I was in Bolivar left me a note saying that a Mr. Mossman had shot himself and that he thought I might know him.  I thought to myself, no, it can't be him.  I looked it up in the Bolivar paper and sure enough, it was him.  He and his new wife were getting divorced and he kidnapped her at gun point on Tuesday morning and made her get into her car and they drove to Bolivar where she then tried to escape and he shot at her.  She did get away and he continued on toward Stockton where police found him dead in her vehicle.  He talked to some of his friends on his phone but he would not tell them where he was.  This still feels like a nightmare.  What kind of war was he fighting inside his head?  

I was looking at his kids' facebook and noticed that he had taken pictures with them on Monday night and his facebook on Monday night stated that he loved his kids.  Did he know what was going to take place the next day?  Anyway, my heart is just breaking right now for his kids.  I can't imagine what must be going through their heads.  If you think about it, and are reading this, would you please say a prayer for Shelby and Gage.  Here is the last picture that they have with their dad.  

Love and prayers to Shelby and Gage!