Last night my family and i made out way to the previous church we attended a few years back. We went to attend a memorial service of a dear aunty whom passed away last week or so in China. She and her husband served as a missionary/teacher there. Part of her life was shown in slides and testimonies by her husband. Courageously she ran the race and fought a good fight even in such circumstances. Cancer is not a pleasant thing to come across in life, frequently being very aware that the time is near.. Her memorial service last night was a gospel meeting instead, as a tool, an instrument for God's glory. Her last words were 'God is good'.

God Speed