A day we hoped would never come...

For those who could not be there, today was Meg’s funeral. 273 people came to express their deep respect for a lady who was, quite simply, unique. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced a funeral quite like this one – and I’ve been to a few – where the sense of the person who has gone has somehow felt so present. It was not in a scary or eerie way – there were just things that were done in the preparation for the day, as well as during and after the service, that had many of us quietly smiling, “Meg would have liked that”. The flowers were beautiful – lots of soft blues, creams and deep pinks; roses, freesias and delphiniums dominated the colours and scents of the day.

But above it all was this huge sense of just how much one life, sold out for God, in an incredible gentle way, can, and has, affected hundreds. This is no exaggeration, for the ripples of Meg’s life and legacy will continue in the lives of many.

It was a day that we had hoped would never come – at least, not for us. Not for Meg, though - she’s having a ball. However, I believe her son Neil, in an amazing tribute, summed it up so wonderfully. He said that there are some people in life who have completed all that God asked them to do, and so He calls them home. What a memorial – someone who did EVERTHING God asked them to do.

Pat’s Thought for the Day

When some people greet you, they might call you “love” or “darling”. Meg always called people “treasure”. She valued each one, and treasured every moment spent with each one. Let’s never waste moments spent with those we love –they are far too valuable