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Former American Press staff writer Sunny Brown Farley writes "Naked Faith," a look at faith in its natural form: lived out in the day-to-day lives of ordinary people.

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For all the saints

Posted November 1, 2009 at 9:39 am
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When I moved to Southwest Louisiana in 1991, I met and worked with a woman named Donna.

She was so kind to me. She and her husband invited me to dinner at their house. She was always friendly and fun to work with.

The two of us changed jobs and began to work together at the American Press.

We weren’t both at the Lake Charles office. She was in Sulphur, but we kept in contact and maintained our friendship.

Then in the late 1990s, we became something more to one another. We became sisters in the Christian faith.

Donna and her family were Christians already. I think that may have been what drew me to her though I didn’t understand that at the time. There was just something different about Donna – something special. It was the Light of Christ that shown in her.

Donna invited me to go with her family on a mission trip to Mexico. I think that is where we bonded the most.

We slept on cots in a fellowship hall together with her little daughter between us. We prayed together. We dug ditches together and ate tortillas together.

When Donna came down with cancer a few years later, I sat with her in the hospital and she asked me to read scriptures to her. She was so brave. She was so strong.

Of course, that was Christ in her.

She is united with God now as a member of the Church Triumphant.

I miss her and think of her often.

This morning, as I pondered the meaning of All Saints Day, she came to mind again. I picked up my violin and played the song I played at her funeral. I thought about how Christ radiated in her life and how she drew people to her and Him.

Thank you God for putting a saint like Donna in my life. Please tell her I send my love. Amen

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