“Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints.” [Psalm 116:15]
Can angels die? I’m not sure. All I know is that an angel died and went to be with the Lord four years ago. She was the sweetest girl, with the sweetest heart and the sweetest voice. It didn’t matter if you had rules about hugging girls, her arms would envelope you without your permission. It didn’t matter if she didn’t know where she’ll get her next meal, she always made sure her guests ate to their fill. And it didn’t matter that she had gone through the worst pain a human being could endure, she treated all human beings as God’s best ideas. A victim of a horrific gang-rape, you’d expect her to hate (or at least fear) all men. On the contrary, she loved us. Unconditionally and unreservedly.
Her name was Caroline Ngoha, and she was my friend. No, she was our friend. You see, everybody loved her, because she loved everybody. Everybody had time for her, because she had time for everybody. And today, four years later, everybody remembers her, because she never forgot anybody. I miss Carol. The memory of her smile is still clear in my mind. I can still feel the warmth of her heart. Continue reading “Remembering Caroline Ngoha (1982 – 2009)”