Noul passed away here yesterday afternoon. He quietly slipped away with his wife Nath at his bedside and a number of other folk sitting quietly in the room.
We are sad that we are not yet winning over cancer, but glad for many things - that Noul came to sincerely trust in Jesus and that his pain levels were way, way down. When he came to the Healing Home he was in huge pain. The turning point came for him when he learned how to pray for himself in the night times. Sue did great too in the medication balance she worked out - but we know his much lower pain levels in the last three weeks could not have been achieved on the pain relief we have available.
Our home became interesting for a few hours after his death. Eight young guys appeared from no-where for a friendly invasion. A worker from Pat's organisation (from whom we received Noul) made contact with three official departments (and yes; 'user-pay' prevails for every required signature). The hearse arrived - in the form of a truck with a serious-sized coffin on the back.
The funeral at the Wat this morning. It was maybe 15 minutes long from go to whoa with zero personal engaging or display of compassion - very strange. All funerals are held in a Wat and the bodies cremated. The big bright box is not burned - there is a flimsy wee (as in seriously tiny) box inside with the body
Nath is just 26 years old. Pat will now take her under her ministry wing, together with John and Anne, our delightful Irish near-neighbours who pastor the Elim Church in Phnom Penh. A little house is to be built for her next to her sister's place and she is to be brought into a sewing training program.
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