In memory

A year ago today, Peng died. I was away on a short break last year when it happened. I heard about it from a mutual friend when I returned. I first met her about 10 years ago in the context of a helping relationship. We finished our time together after about two years. After that, I would receive calls from her to update me on how she was doing. Over the years, I don't remember meeting up with her more than a couple of times, but the calls kept me up to date. I was pleased to hear that she had found a 'home' church, and was forming deep friendships among those she served with.

Actually, we learn a lot if we care to, even from those who have come with needs. I began to hear and understand in a deep way how it really is when 'life seems unfair'. I have seen the courage of one who never gave up on her faith despite many, many setbacks and challenges. Moreover, she was 'real' about life, no pretence and sugar coating, at least in our conversations. And I respected that honesty through the years.

A thought came to me last year in the immediate shock of hearing the news. The gentle reminder came that indeed, nothing, nothing, could separate Peng from the love of Christ....I was assured that Peng was indeed taken into the embrace of the God she sought, in fact the One who pursued her and won her deep love and trust.