Thinking of legacy right now. And what really counts. I once heard it like this: “The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love.”. Here is part one of two legacy moments.
I was in the pub earlier this week.
I was having a difficult meeting with a friend. Well at least it was for me.
It was one of those meetings following a throwing, what I felt, was the proverbial ‘toys out the pram’ over a particular matter. The friend was simply following this up and taking me to the pub for a chat through.
I’m never a fan of these meetings.
The meeting went well. It was actually very amicable and I was able to express how I felt about the matter, he listened and then the conversations moved swiftly on.
As we did I shared about a recent tragedy of a 10 year old boy Charlie who is the same age as Reuben. He used to play in our house and his family are good friends of ours. He was fighting cancer. It was a two year battle. His mum and dad had documented the journey powerfully on facebook and Charlie’s fight involved the whole community getting behind him and even Crystal Palace Football Club. “Team Charlie” as we called ourselves. We all willed, prayed and supported the family as best we could.
His loss on the 1st August shook us all. We were following, praying and supporting right to the final seconds. I still remember it vividly.
We lit candles as a family and community the following day. At his thanksgiving service the road through Southborough were lined with many people paying their respects (the Scouts, the football community, the school and others).
It was somehow lovely speaking of him again and remembering some of these good moments. He had an infectious smile.
The meeting ended and it was time to go home. Just as we were about to leave the barman, with tears in his eyes, stopped us and said “I couldn’t help but overhear that you were speaking of Charlie Grist. When my nephew was being bullied at school that boy stood up for him”.
Thank you Charlie.
#TeamCharlie
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