So many times I thought of Peter since I learned of his sickness over a year ago.
And how he plunged so quickly. From fully walking to struggling to wheelchair to full-time hospitalization and now to death, burial. Entering the next life.
I was deeply touched and consoled to realize that the Gospel for tomorrow is of St Peter walking on water to Jesus then sinking because he looked at the waves and then how Jesus rescued him.
The exact picture of the icon that I always thought of my suffering friend with.
He was a gentle man, loved his family.