Cindie was one of my closest friends. She was a missionary to Ukraine. She and I have connected in so many ways from the first time we met in Seminary in Colorado. We have shared sorrows, joys, disappointments, excitements, Jesus Christ and our love of fiber arts. She came to visit us one year and I took her around to my spinning circle and taught her to spin on my spinning wheel. About 2 years ago, I met her in Colorado Springs when she was on furlough and bought her a Cricket weaving loom (rigid heddle). She was so excited to learn how it worked. She produced so many wonderful scarves, blankets, placemats on that little loom. She made things for other people mostly. We corresponded about her weaving and she posted photos on Facebook for me to see how far along she had gotten. She was amazing in her skill of teaching herself to weave different patterns and using different colors to achieve the look she wanted.
Cindie loved to walk around her town of Kherson, Ukraine. She would notice so many things. Her photos were awesome. She could take a photo of the simplest thing like a gate and turn it into a work of art. She was also a student of nature. She loved the universe, and posted photos of the heavens taken by the telescopes of NASA. She always would attach scripture to these photos. She talked of being with Jesus and how she would ask all these questions of Him when she got there.
Today she got to ask her questions. December 31, 2012 she fell while walking. She had an artificial knee that twisted when she fell. It cut a vein in her leg and she lost a lot of blood while waiting for the ambulance in Kherson to pick her up. When her husband contacted us through Facebook, he said she was sedated and on a ventilator in ICU. Today he posted that she had died. What a shock! But also, not a shock. Cindie had been talking a lot in the last year about heaven and how she longed to be there with Jesus and away from all the corruption and sin of the world. I woke many times last night and prayed for her. I had a feeling that she might be going to heaven, but I didn’t want to believe it. This morning when I read her husband’s post I knew that my premonition had been correct.
I don’t want her to be gone from earth. I want to hear her voice again, I want to hug her again. I want to laugh with her about her grandson’s antics. I want to weep with her about the injustices in the world. I want to weave with her. I wanted to show her how to weave on my floor loom, she desired to use one and possibly own one some day. I wanted to get her a spinning wheel. But, she has now what she so longingly desired, the presence of our Holy God Jesus. She is with Him now. She probably won’t get to ask all the questions she wanted to ask for a little while. I am sure she is just sitting and looking at Him in awe. She doesn’t have to worry about her grand kids anymore. She doesn’t have to worry about slipping on the ice and hurting herself, anymore. She doesn’t have to agonize about the state of the United States and the Ukraine. She now has her heart’s desire and that is heaven.
I just know that now Cindie is very happy, at peace and without any pain. I wish I could have talked to her in person before she left us, but God had other plans. I am so happy for her that she is with her Jesus and is happy. I am sad for myself, and for her husband, children, parents, grandchildren and siblings. She had many, many friends and will be missed so much. But every time I look at the night sky I will think of Cindie and how fascinated she was with the heavens and I will cry a bit for myself and then smile for her as she is up there now in all that glory.
Rejoice in your new position Cindie. Happy New Year/Life to you my dear, dear friend.