Frances

I get the priviledge of working with the ladies that assemble the bulletins at my church. We call them the “bulletin stuffers”. I thank Christ for allowing me to get to know each one of them.

They show up every Friday, and usually finish stuffing 1500 bulletins in an hour. This is their ministry. Most of them are in their late 80s and early 90s, so imagine the wealth of knowledge and experience that is in the room when they get together. They share amazing stories about themselves and their families, and about the history of our church.

Sadly, one of the ladies passed away last Friday. Her name was Frances, and she was one of the most warm-hearted and spunky ladies I have ever known.

You might be wondering why there is a picture of an avocado in this post. Well, I took the picture. The avocado is sitting on my desk because Frances gave it to me two weeks ago (she always gave me avocados because she knew how much I love them). This one was too hard to eat at the time, so I thought I’d let it sit on my desk and ripen for a week. Well, now I look at it and think of Frances, and I reflect on the time we spent together. I thank Christ for her.