Weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.
Lisa Hays, of Oswego,Kansas, went home this evening after a long fight with lung cancer. It’s not every day you try to write something in memory of a woman you’ve never met, but I’ve been praying for Lisa for over a year, now, and there’s nothing that can make you feel closer to a person than lifting them up in prayer.
Every thing I know about Lisa Hays I’ve learned from knowing her son, Caleb. Through him, I know that she was hard working and compassionate and passionate; these are qualities she instilled in her son. I know she was a good mother. I know she loved Jesus.
Lisa was a young woman and had never been a smoker, so when she was diagnosed with lung cancer, it must have seemed especially hard and unfair, but I know she faced her illness with a great, unshakable faith and courage because I saw Caleb face it that way.
There’s a Lisa-shaped hole in the hearts of her family and friends right now, but they can find comfort knowing the world is a richer place because she was in it. It was a privilege to be able to pray for her and her family and awe-inspiring to watch strangers from all over the world come together in agreement before the Lord as they lifted her up in prayer.
Good-bye, Lisa. I never had the pleasure of meeting you in this life, but it’s something I look forward to in the next.