The Dicku Lohara Scholarship Fund

Two, almost three years ago, a young man named Dicku came from India to work as an intern with my youth group at Marysville Free Methodist Church. His contagious smile, his kindness, his positivity, and most importantly, his love for Christ made a lasting impact on all of us. I have especially fond memories of road tripping with him and our other youth leaders to Tonasket. While there, Dicku and I both faced our fears and tried cliff-jumping. He loved music and I particularly remember his fondness for playing the song "Majesty" on guitar.

In January of 2011, Dicku passed away (he was born with sickle cell anemia). I think most of us assumed we would see him again--either he would visit America again, or we would go on a mission trip to India. Unsaid goodbyes now stuck in our throats.

I'm writing about this tonight because I just found out that Immanuel's University has formed the Dicku Lohara Scholarship Fund, a most fitting way to honor Dicku's incredible life. Read more about it here: The Dicku Lohara Scholarship Fund.

We miss you.

"I want to be me. I want to be surprised by hope. I want to
be more than I am today. I want to take small steps than
 dream of giant steps!! I wanna be a history maker. I dare
you to be a history maker." - Dicku

My youth pastor and his son, Dicku, and me --
at Lake Diablo

Dicku took this great picture of
Harv (youth pastor), Jeff (youth leader)
and I jumping off the cliff

Facing his fear