On Wednesday night, a young girl I knew through Wash Basin took her own life. These last few days have been long, hard, difficult days for many – for her family especially, and her friends, both in school and in the WB. Tomorrow is Cheryls’ funeral. The words below are quoted from my favourite book, Red Moon Rising, and seem to me to describe the situation perfectly… Thursday night in the WB was so very sad, she will be missed terribly, but at the same time, several people became Christians for the first time. We seem to have grown accustomed to experiencing the good with the bad, the blessing with the heartbreaks…

Amid fantastic blessing and monstrous answers to prayer, we are contending with sickness, family problems, near exhaustion and even bereavement… We managed to laugh, realizing we’re not a very ‘victorious’ bunch to be leading anything!

It’s the best of times and the worst of times all at once…

This really is a day of God’s favour, in which he is doing ‘immeasurably more than all we could ask or imagine’. It’s just that we never thought it would feel like this, did we?