What I thought would be a quiet half-term holiday, turned out to be somewhat different.
One of our members called me, asking that I drop in on two elderly sisters in the congregation. Older people are in the minority in our church, so we have to treasure them. These two are no exceptions. They had both been teachers, and I should imagine they were of the formidable variety. I've come to know them well over the last twelve years, and am very fond of them.
When I got to their home, it took me a while to gain access, as they are both fairly deaf. When I eventually did, only one of the sisters was present. The other was apparently asleep. After twenty minutes or so, I felt something was wrong as one sister tried to rouse the other from slumber. So, I asked for permission to go and check. Sadly, the 'asleep' sister had in fact, died. Despite my upset, I had to take charge and ensure care for the surviving sister.
There followed calls to doctors, visits by the police, and me getting a whole squad of church members and another friend round to help and comfort, the surviving sister. They were all superb, as was the undertaker I called out.
A sad and difficult day then. Yet, these two ladies love the Lord. Pearl is with Him in glory. Sylvia has the church family to help care for her. As in too many cases like this, there are no blood relatives nearby to help.
Please pray for sensitivity and wisdom as we try to do what is best for her.