It's nearly a week after All Saints Day, but I have special cause to remember two remarkable ladies from my home parish of Saint Timothy Lutheran Church in Forest Park, Georgia.
Erika Stull was born in Germany, and lived through World War II as a child in Weisbaden. She wrote a wonderful (and unfortunately, unpublished) memoir of her childhood years, including the difficult war years. As a young woman, she immigrated to the United States and married an American. Denver, her husband, is also a writer. Their faithfulness was always an example to me, and Erika, as my "shepherd," kept tabs on how I was doing in high school and in college. Unfortunately, Erika is not doing well now; she is recovering from a stroke. God bless & keep her.
Sarah Irvin is another dear soul who nurtured me in my youth. She was in attendance at nearly every event that I can remember and gave me small words of encouragement that, though they may have seemed insignificant to her, really planted seeds for me to begin discernment about a vocation in the Church. Now, Sarah, too, is ailing.
I love these dear ladies, and hope that our Lord grants them healing and full restoration. They are truly saints through whom God's grace has shined upon me.
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Hi Nate - I am a friend of Sarah Irvin's son George Andrew. I am sure you have heard by now about her passing and I wanted to add a post to this blog regarding this remarkable saint of a lady.
Unfortunately I never personally had the opportunity to meet Sarah. I dont think you need to meet someone in this life in order to hold them in a "Saintly" esteem, as I do for Mrs Irvin. When one dies the legacy that is left and the type of person they were can best be seen in their children as well as the influences they have had on others. Having known George (Andy) for several years now, the way he would describe his mom was in much the same manner as you have done. I have heard Andy, when faced with life situations or when offering advice to me about struggles, use sayings and quotes that his mom had taught him. The Bible says "Train up a child in the way he should go and when he is old he will not depart from it." I was excited to read your comment about Mrs Irvin to Andy (during his time of grief)to reinforce what he already knew about his Saint of a mom.
I would like to borrow some words from a Jackson Browne Song "For a Dancer" that seem appropriate to finish this post:
Keep a fire for the human race
Let your prayers go drifting into space
You never know what will be coming down
Perhaps a better world is drawing near
And just as easily it could all disappear
Along with whatever meaning you might have found
Don’t let the uncertainty turn you around
(the world keeps turning around and around)
Go on and make a joyful sound.
Into a dancer you have grown
From a seed somebody else has thrown
Go on ahead and throw some seeds of your own
And somewhere between the time you arrive
And the time you go
May lie a reason you were alive
But you’ll never know.
God Bless....
Thank you for your affirmation of Sarah; I, too, was sad to hear that she died a week or so ago.
I heard that she was even wished to be generous with her own body, willing it to be donated to Emory University.
I hope that all who knew her, including her son, rest in Christ's promise of the resurrection.
Blesings!
Nate
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