that horrible feeling in the pit of your stomach

I have a quick prayer request. Philip's mom called him and informed him that his dad's briefcase (carrying his laptop and passport) was stolen on a train in Amsterdam. Paul is traveling on business in the Netherlands this week and the theft occured before his workshop even started. Losing a passport has got to be one of the worst feelings. He was scheduled to visit us for Philip's b-day next weekend on his way home, but getting into and out of an additional country on a trip that may be quite complicated w/o the proper travel documents may not be fesible. For any of you who do the praying thing, if you could remember Philip's dad as he works to sort this out it would be greatly appreciated.

Paul is the most seasoned and intelligible international traveler that I know, so this just goes to prove that you can never be too careful and that this horrible stuff can happen to anyone.