His name was Luke. He was the only son of one of our charity's vulnerable clients, and he was a light bringer.
A few months ago, he moved to Berlin, where he set up a new business with some friends. The future seemed very bright, so to celebrate, he and his friends went to a nearby club. They stayed until the early hours. When they got up to leave, Luke was the first of the group through the door. As he stepped out, he was confronted by a stranger wielding a gun. The stranger shot him in the stomach at point blank range. Luke died there on the street in the arms of his friends.
Luke had helped and inspired people all over the world - mourners came from as far afield as Japan and Mauritius.They stood shoulder to shoulder in the aisles. More people stood outside than could fit within. I have never seen a church so crowded.
His parents are a retired couple. He was their only son. His friends started a fundraiser, 'Justice for Luke', to help his parents travel back and forth to Berlin for the trial, which is at last nearing its end. This they hope will give them closure. But after the trial, what purpose then? I have feared for them.
Two weeks ago, I told them about Roshni, Luke's mother sat silently through my slideshow, watching it three times.
Of Roshni, his mother said, 'that's the sort of thing Luke would have done'.
Now his parents want to donate the remaining funds from 'Justice for Luke' to help Roshni.
'The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.'
[John 1:5]