Today, I spent the day with my friend and brother, Opoya, who is walking through deep grief. He just lost his mother. The pain is heavy—and sadly, it’s not new. Just two years ago, he buried his father, around the same time we lost Catherine.
We sat outside his home in the quiet countryside. The mud-walled huts, the still air, and the unspoken sorrow made the moment feel sacred. Sometimes, words are few, but presence says enough.
Grief doesn’t fade easily, but being there—even in silence—can bring some comfort. I thank God for the strength and opportunity to just sit with him. These moments remind us that ministry is not always in preaching, but in simply being with those who hurt.
“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”
—Psalm 34:18
Please pray for Brother Opoya. If there’s someone in your life going through loss, I encourage you—go visit them. Sit with them. Let them feel seen. It means more than you know.