Rina Risper

  My girlfriend and editor, Kim Sadler, called me to ask for prayer as a co-worker-girlfriend of her’s had died from the effects of cancer, leaving a three year old son behind.  The whole department had rallied around her to say how much they loved her, how much she meant to them and how they were going to care for her baby and other children.  They had the time to say good-bye sufficiently.