So what do you do when you know you're going to die? Not in the rhetorical sense of that we are all dying. Which is true but irrelevant. But when those who know, have told you, that save for a touch from Jesus, in 6 to 12 months, you'll be dead. What do you do? I do not know what I would do. But I can tell you about one act that someone did, because I saw it. Corinne and Jack came by the shop late Friday afternoon. As always I was glad to see them. They are dear friends and collectors of Stearnsy Bears. Well maybe it's more like this, Corinne loves our bears and Jack loves Corinne. They bought their fist bear when Dad was still alive. And he died in 2001. So we have know them for a while. They are dear and gracious people. So when I saw them on Friday it wasn't a great surprise. But I would soon be surprised. After we had enjoyed greeting each other. Corinne told me she had some stuff for us. I thought maybe she had brought us a few pieces to use on or for bears. But the trunk of the car was full was full of nice pieces and then she brought in in most of the bears she had bought from us over the years. It was dumb question, but I asked what was up? Because over the years we have had people who for different reasons had wanted to sell us back, pieces they had bought from us. Not often, but enough, that I didn't take it personal. But Corinne gave me a bit of a look and said she was giving back to us. Said she thought maybe we could resell them. I didn't understand or know quite what to say. But when she went back out to the car, Jack told me, Corinne had been diagnosed with brain cancer and been told she had 6 to 12 months. Then it became clear, in fact painfully clear. She hadn't even wanted us to know. She came back in and we finished our visit with the smallest of talk. I wanted to ask why but I didn't. So all I did was accept her kindness. We hugged, shook hands and they were gone. But the essence of the act still seems to hang in the store even today. I don't know when Jack and Corinne were believers in what Jesus did. But their act of kindness to us, in the midst of deep trouble, felt like him to me. I know Corinne had mentioned us reselling those bears, but I don't think so. I usually wouldn't compare myself to King David of the scripture. Unless it one of his mighty screw ups. But once David was brought water from the well near the gate of Bethlehem. Water that men risked their lives for. And he refused to drink it but poured it out for an offering to the Lord. Corinne didn't risk her life, but she thought of us with her life on the line. So we'll be keeping those bears here in the shop with the rest of the bears who live here permanently. Here where I will see them daily, here where I can tell others that story. We'll keep them here and we'll think of Corinne and JacK.