Last year a co-worker was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. That’s obviously not good. Treatment ensued and things got worse and then better and then ....
Where I work we have little nameplates outside our offices. When I go by her office and nobody is looking, I put my hands on her name and just pray for a bit.
Well, last night, she passed away.
I have a growing list of people with cancer that I pray for almost every day. Instead of the cancer part, now I need to pray for a family that is one person smaller today.
In the meantime, more things about life (and death) I don’t understand.
UPDATE: The office door has been closed for months. Today it was open. I stood there for a few moments and prayed for the kids & family in the pictures around the desk.
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