May 26th will mark the 2nd anniversary of Rhonda’s death.
I miss her. I know we all miss her.
Matthew and I talk regularly about Rhonda, recalling fond memories and still coming to grips with the events that led to her quick, untimely passing. Rhonda came up in conversation over lunch with Bishop Charlie on Wednesday. We talked about her life and agreed that she faced her own death with certain confidence in her Lord and in His care. This was a gift she gave everyone who knew her.
Thousands of people knew Rhonda in some way. I had supper with friends last night and my heart felt thankful-proud-humbled-sad-sick-lonesome when they told me that they have a closer relationship with God because of Rhonda’s friendship. Some people knew Rhonda from television, some from law school, some as my wife and others from the bleachers at the hockey arena. As the person who knew her best I can assure you that you all knew the same Rhonda. She was the same whether in the studio, in the church, or sitting on the curb watching the children play.
Today and tomorrow I will take time to thank God for Rhonda. You may want to do the same.
If you do, take a few moments to remember her.
Consider what gifts she gave you.
Thank God for her.
