Miss Bea

I feel devistated, yet upright, only thanks to Jehovah. My dear friend an i were on our way to a memorial for a brother two congregations down the road. A wonderful young spiritual brother. Cancer. 
I was at the hall to meet Paula. To go to the memorial, a couple of hours down the highway. I got a text while i was waiting. (I was early, for a change) A very dear pioneer sister, in her 50ʼs,  at an hospital north of San Francisco, it was decided to pull the life support system. Iʼm still upset at the circumsrances that put her there. Two weeks ago she was on our Monday meet for service Zoom meeting. With a bottle of cough sryup she was given at the clinic she visited. By Wednesday, they took her out town in an ambulance. Before they could get her stabilized enough to even operate, she crashed 3 times. They got her through two surgeries, was on the ventelator. She was off it, long enough to talk to her mother and sister on the east coast. Ended back on the ventelator. 
So, we were getting ready to go to a funeral, before we left the parking lot at the hall, we get this text. And it was too much. We visited, cried, visited. 
A brother in our hall died a few weeks ago. His memorial is coming up. Heʼd been sick for

some time. 77 years old. So, another widow for our little congregation. 
And, Bobby and Jerry…

This is almost too much. But Jehovah has been doing his best to be here for us. And, he is. Here for us. Have you any idea how grateful and thankful i am?

Our little congregation could use your prayer. 
 

Only in Jehovahs organization can you leave your dead ipad, in a place where you know you will not forger it, come back. It’s not there anymore. A brother says, i know it was there. Lets check. Itʼs in the “elders room”, being charged. 
That’s how we roll, brothers and sisters!