Bob is not my uncle

Bob's not my uncle, he's my hero...except I do have an Uncle Bob. My dad is named Bob and he's an uncle too. But those are not the Bobs I am talking about. The Bob I am talking about, the Bob who is my hero is Bob Costa...no, not that Bob Costa. This Bob Costa.

This Bob Costa is my hero because he loves so well...he is a volunteer with the special needs ministry at my church. Bob loves the kids, not because they have special needs but because they are them. He has this amazing ability to reach them, love them and comfort them. If a child is anxious or upset, often the thing that comforts him is resting his head on the shoulder of this sweet man. What's more, they know he loves them. He has a quiet strength and leadership in how he demonstrates the love of Jesus. He is a mighty worker for the kingdom of God. He loves kids and he loves Jesus. Bob is my hero.