My friend Cathy died last night.
I saw her three weeks ago and she told me "I won't be here much longer. Thank goodness." Near her chair were three devotional books, her Bible, and a book about facing the end of one's life. She talked about her church (where I used to attend) and how concerned she was because all the new members were old people. She wanted to see the church reaching people of all ages...and I think Cathy always fit in with the younger crowd better than the elderly.

Cathy spent the last decade fighting one health challenge after another, but her thoughts were always on other people. She managed the prayer request network at her church, scrapbooked lots of family memories, and invited college kids into her home. Cathy and I had lunch together every week for two years. Cathy was one of those people who gets older in years but never in attitude.

I will miss Cathy, but I know she is pain-free at last, and I know she is enjoying the fellowship of the saints and the Lord Himself.