“Let those who wish, have their respectability- I
wanted freedom, freedom to indulge in whatever caprice struck my fancy, freedom
to search in the farthermost corners of the earth for the beautiful, the
joyous, and the romantic.” Thus spoke
Richard Halliburton, author of the Book of Marvels, documenting his adventures
traversing the globe without permanent connections. These daring tales of globe-
trotting adventure inspired a post war world to step out of an insular
existence and to open its eyes. Many an armchair traveler was inspired to
actually trek to the places Halliburton illustrated, for the sheer experience
of it. This book among others inspired Louise. She herself searched the
farthermost corners of her world for the beautiful, the joyous and I daresay,
the romantic. Indeed as I have heard, Louise could have written her own Book of
Marvels, being a rapacious scribe of her own travels and life, traveling
broadly to Europe, the Middle East, China, Africa, Tahiti, India and more.
Traveling in a day when even the colorful passport stamps themselves hinted at
the exotic. For Louise, feeding her insatiable curiosity and delight in God’s
world was a lifelong quest. And yet, she was terrified of flying. How on earth
could a real adventuress overcome that? Louise was so afraid to fly she
adamantly stated that only a state of emergency would convince her to do so. But
eventually for this loving spouse, mother and educator, the lure was too great.
And in her own inimitable way, she wryly declared a “State of emergency” so
that the family could embark on a six week adventure through Europe and the
Middle East, complete with caravanning on camels.
Flying with her fingers and teeth clenched but
determined. Because it was time. She immersed herself as though it was the only
such adventure she and her family might ever take, and she wrung every last
drop of enjoyment out of it. She would
however go on to all those other places with the same spirit. But her true
beauty lies in the fact she used her gifts and desires for more than herself.
Not to sell a novel but to open up this splendid world for others. She had an
incredible facility for languages- Latin, French and Spanish, becoming the Head
of foreign languages at Reading High. More than book smart, she was beloved by
her students for her enthusiasm, bubbly personality, and her sense of joie de
vivre.
She engaged that same determination to endeavor to make
the world of the languages come alive. Holding Roman banquets for students to
experience the culture, the stuff of the language, even learning the proper way
to drape a toga. Writ large events complete with freshmen serving as slaves,
and pantomiming the myths to bring them into the world of others. And she used
her love of music to play piano for talent shows, and more, full of song and
laughter. And unlike Halliburton, she did not toss aside the notion of
relationships and “respectability” as he called it. She was devoted to Dodson
whom she met teaching at Mt Penn. They shared mutual interests, but even more,
they absolutely adored each other. Reading, listening, writing broadly and to
each other. Never a cross word between them that anyone can recall. It came as
no surprise to me that the Scripture passage she wanted read this day was the
passage we heard from I Corinthians. Written not to an individual or to a
couple, but to a community. Louise’s life example and faith witness show her
endeavor to engage the world around her with the love illustrated in this text.
As a person of faith and hope but most importantly love, in all of her
relationships she knew that the love of Christ and the love of others was the
vital cornerstone of her life. Even more important than freedom she would tell Halliburton,
was love. In the end when the curse of dementia robbed her of her capacity to
speak so that we could understand, when she spoke a language only she knew, she
was still a loving person. I recall seeing her and Dodson there together at
Berks Heim still looking upon each other with love, admiration and devotion.
I selected our two other readings based upon
Louise’s story as well. If ever there was a story that captures the words of Ecclesiastes,
it might be hers. She lived as one who knew when to plant seeds, to build up,
to laugh, to dance, to love and to embrace.
In her capacity
to overcome her own fears she truly understood God’s desire that we live
happily and “do good” when we can. Because those other moments, of sadness, or
mourning, of becoming diminished and dying, they will come, but we are given
the capacity to be happy and do good and to find satisfaction in our life’s
work and to see God’s providing in it.
And in the words of the Gospel, we hear Jesus is
preparing the disciples for their journey into the future. He will not be with
them, but tells them not to worry because they know the way. We hear Thomas
saying, “wait a minute, we don’t know.” How often in our travels we don’t personally
know the way. It takes trust. The guides and pilots could just as easily get us
lost. But we travel because we place faith in what we cannot say we know for
sure. Jesus tells Thomas and the others- “You know enough. I am the way, and
the truth and the life.” Whether it was in gathering up the gumption for that
first plane flight, or the capacity it would take to walk the journey of the
ending, I have to believe that Louise knew these words of Christ to be true.
One of the ways I think we can know is based upon the music she chose- “Lord of
my Life and God of My Salvation” “Jesus My Lord, My God, My All” speak volumes
of her desire to place her faith in Jesus’ promises. A faith that in later
years perhaps turned more fully to hope in their fulfillment. It is for this
reason that of the three songs she selected we are ending this day with the one
she is living now- “O Master Let Me Walk with Thee.” Words to help us in our
journey too as she is perhaps teaching one last time. For Louise the traveling
days are done, and the journey is ended. These words are fulfilled. She is experiencing
what we can only read about and hope for. We give thanks to God for her life
and for a loving God who promises that for Louise and for all of us, our final
destination will be the best one yet.
1 comment:
Carolyn, thank you for this marvelous message. I only wish you could have known Louise as she was even 16 years ago, when I first met her. She was a lovely lady and I ached to see how the dementia wounded her. But, as you say, she still maintained a level of dignity even then. Blessed be her memory. -- Bob Kaltenbaugh
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