‘Mum, Please Help Me Die’ A Spiritual Journey With Cancer

My country bleeds and suffers. So why this book at this time? I don’t know – but I ask God to use it to bless and encourage. Five years ago, in my fresh grief, as Shirley had just died, I had a dream. It was a relay race. At the baton exchange, I realised that it was Shirley running. And she passed the baton on to me.

Shirley’s testimony

A week before our only daughter, Shirley, died of lung cancer at the age of 39 – she had said: “I want to do one last thing for God. I want to tell my story to glorify Him.”

So, two media students from Oxford had moved in to video her testimony, told haltingly as she needed many, many breaks to breathe and rest. I understood my dream to mean that I was to help her tell her story, and to do it by writing the book.

‘Please help me die’

Often Shirley would say: “There