I still have moments when I deeply miss Chad Canipe, our friendship, and the mission we shared—although usually from a distance. Yesterday was one of those moments.
Yesterday morning I had the privilege of helping serve communion at our Worship Gathering. One of the last people that came through my station looked unbelievably like Chad. As I offered the cup with the words “The blood of Christ, shed for you,” I was overcome with emotion.
It seems that I’m not the only one who was reminded of Chad yesterday: thekedge