Every Sunday without fail, she will come by our place to fetch us to church... We also made it a point to have dim sum or dinner once a month... She said she wanted to leave when we first met her, they said she has been saying it for the last five years...
Now she's finally leaving - for Singapore.
For many of us in the cell group, she is a faithful sister who gladly host us at her place every Friday. She was our CGL who would pray for us and counsel us. Her after-cell group tea would be greatly missed. So it was no wonder that many of us wept (in joy/sadness) as we gathered for her last CG session in London, sharing how she has blessed us and then passing the leadership mantle to Richard.
It reminded me of the legacy that I hope for. Will I be remembered for the things that I have or what I have done?
I’m but a stranger here, heav’n is my home;
Earth is a desert drear, heav’n is my home.
Danger and sorrow stand, round me on ev’ry hand;
Heav’n is my fatherland, heav’n is my home
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