Meeting Angels

A friend recently asked me if I had ever met an angel.
She acted justly and loved mercy and walked humbly with her God. Micah 6:8

I believe, on my faith journey, I have encountered many. They come and before you know it they have gone, leaving behind an indelible impression.
A special one immediately comes to mind.

We had been friends for some time. She supported me as I struggled to maintain my small Fairtrade business on the Lower Ormeau Road. We gave more attention to our friendship when she became ill.

I asked her what made her tick. As a medical professional, she felt useful working with Nightreach. The Word became Flesh and moved to serve the marginalised on the streets.

She had time for everyone. She had an open hand, an open heart and an open door. Hers was a house free of ego. She was the gift of the gospel. She was extraordinary but so ordinary!

She became ill, but she was not defined by what she wrestled with. She bossed her illness, eyeballed it, and walked us through it. She did ridiculous things in her periods of wellness.
She lived life to the full! John 10 v 10

On a hospital visit, a nurse asked, ‘How are you still here?’ Her response was ‘Blueberries, Turmeric and Prayer!’ Deviously she prepared us until she finally succumbed and admitted that it was time to get ready for the party!

A life that big, leaves a void but as Paul said in Philippians 1 v 3, ‘I thank my God every time I remember you..! ’

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