In this instance, this was a story happening right in my backyard. At my church. To one of my friends.
I saw the aftermath. I witnessed the response. And then, I joined the movement.
You can read more about Rachel's story here and here.
One year later (yesterday to the day), Rachel's mom Sam, went to see the fruits of Rachel's wish.
At our core, we all want to have an impact. We all desperately need hope in the midst of hurt. It's how God made us.
By doing as Rachel has done.
Living backwards. With the end in sight.
This reminds me today of how God uses ugly, ugly circumstances and turns them into beautiful blessings. Life is not guaranteed.
Sam, you are so brave.