Yesterday was one of the saddest days I can remember. Yet God seemed to do the same thing he's been doing ever since we first heard of Angharad's death, whether it's been at a prayer meeting, on a Sunday or at more impromptu gatherings. Taking us from a place of sadness and confusion at the start to a place of hope and purpose by the end. That's what God has been doing ever since the Holy Spirit hovered over the deep in Genesis and brought order out of chaos.
There's so much more I could say about yesterday, especially about Bill & Anne's courage throughout the day. Let's keep praying for them. But I want to finish by thanking God for being with us so powerfully in this past season, and for loving us so much that He sent his son to die in our place so that we don't mourn as those who have no hope.
Au revoir Angharad.