I texted my friend Felicity who has been going to St Paul's for years and years to ask if she knew any of the people involved, in particular the man who died. I never in ten thousand million years thought I would know any of them as it seems every time there's a social event at church I'm either already busy, throwing up or have put my back out and can't move.
Felicity texted back to say the man killed was Xavier's dad from Lloyd's rugby team. Jerome Box.
I knew him. Lloyd knew him. Greg knew him.
Every rugby season, he made it his personal mission to get at least one action photo of each player and email them to us. He came and toured ECLIPSE when it was in the water with a few of the other men from the team. He and Greg talked about going boating this summer.
And now he's dead. Just like that.
There is grace enough for today (turns out there was grace enough for yesterday, too). Lloyd and I went to church and praised the Lord. It was a really great service; they handled the telling of the news to everybody very well and we were led in prayer for Jerome's wife Adelle and his two children. We prayed for the men who survived. We prayed for their families. The speaker cut his sermon short so we could just talk to each other and be together.
Lloyd's youth group talked about it; he said they all cried. And then they each wrote a letter to either Xavier or his sister Brianna. How beautiful.
In the afternoon, Greg, Lloyd and I went for a walk in Cornwall Park. Wouldn't you know it's lambing season! And we saw one who had been just born. Fantastic!
See? There is indeed grace enough for today.
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Amen that there is!!!
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