John was one of those special guys in our church in Panama. He didn’t have a lot, and some would say he didn’t have a lot going for him. But, he offered me genuine friendship, a warm greeting every time he saw me, and his prayers. When John said, “I’ll pray for you,” you could count on his prayers.
It was summer and I was working at Bethany Camp. The staff and I were providing campers with a great time and an environment for spiritual growth and change. We were involved in serious spiritual warfare for the lives of our campers. One day, I sensed that things were not as they were previously in our battle. Something changed. Something was wrong and I could feel it. Something had been lost. I found out that weekend that John had passed away on the very day that I sensed the loss. Coincidence? Maybe. But the fact is that we are interdependent and our prayers for each other have a profound effect on each other – probably more than we know.
I miss John!
Over the past few weeks, God has called home two more of our faithful friends and prayer warriors. We’ve lost Kelly. Kelly was one of the first to commit to praying with us when God began leading us to missions. We’ve lost Bernice. She first partnered with us at age 91 and God blessed us through her for five years. I miss Kelly! I miss Bernice!
I wonder, will anyone miss me (and my prayers).