It was an exceptionally rough morning for Doris.  A lady in her church died early this morning.  She had been sick for awhile.  It's a small, close knit group of Christians.  They all gathered together and spent her last hours on this earth with her.  It was a bitter sweet time as they watched this dear sister in the Lord slip away from them.  They are clinging to the bright hope of seeing her again one day in Glory.

Doris rushed back to her place to get ready for work.  She was already late, but knew we would be understanding when we heard what was going on.  She quickly left her apartment with a heart filled with sadness mingled with joy.  Just a short distance from her house she came upon a gruesome sight.  A young man had been killed, stripped of his clothes, and his badly battered body had been tossed off to the side of the road.  Neighbors and others were gathered around trying to figure out who he was.  Someone was phoning the police.  She was well traumatized when she arrived at work an hour and a half late.

Death is stark and out in the open here in Cameroon.  Only one life, 'twill soon be past.  Only what's done for Christ will last.