Monday, August 12, 2024

Tribute from John Lee, Anna Verne Lee's son, August 10, 2024.

Anna Verne Lee (February 25, 1933- August 3, 2024)

One of the earliest memories of my mother was her leading me in a prayer, at my bedside, for Jesus Christ to forgive my sins and make me ready for heaven. It was my privilege to be at her bedside as she transitioned to heaven, on August 3rd around noon, the same date of her Aunt Anna’s birthday, with whom she shared the same name.

When I walked into her room last Friday afternoon, Esther and I found two teary eyed LPNs or CNAs, likely paying their final respects before a weekend away from work, holding her hands and showing her lots of love. It seemed they had just washed her up and fixed her hair before our visit. They both expressed that she was a sweet and favorite patient. Esther, or any other sibling who visited, had devotions everyday with mother. Mother would request prayer to be a blessing to those who cared for her.

My mother was a caring person. She showed her care in unique ways, that you’d have to experience for yourself. My niece, Laura, was enamored with a bottle of perfume, shaped like a rose, with a lid that looked like a portion of the rose’s stem that sat on her grandma’s dresser. After noticing that the level of the contents in the bottle never changed, she questioned Anna Verne about it. Mother said that our dad had bought it for her, and since it was so special to her, she didn’t want to use it. It was evident, in conversation, how she adored her siblings and parents. She was almost like a mother hen for her brothers John and David, and for her sister, Sarah Margaret, though she was the second oldest child in the family. When we were at boarding school, as kids, she would go through lengths to pack just what we liked to snack on, in our chow boxes/tins. Too bad that mine was gone in a few days😊. She had started a box of cards, sent from my kids, before she began to decline significantly, and I remember her saving all our birthday cards from many of our family and friends as keepsakes. Her care showed in ways that were unique.

She wasn’t just caring but she was consistent and committed- All of us kids remember receiving her hand-written letters, each week at boarding school. Those letters were fresh air to our souls, to receive words from home. You can see that specific Scripture, from the book of Ruth in your bulletins inserts, about her commitment to our dad, and service to the Lord that says, “where you go, I will go, and wherever you make a home, those people will be my people, and your God will be my God”. Her consistency and commitment showed when I would get up in the morning and see her Bible open with a pen in it, alongside her crossword puzzle book. Dad and her also prayed through prayer calendars religiously.

So, she was caring, consistent, committed, and she was courteous and cultured- we were raised with a mom whose lifestyle, from being raised under British influence was evident. We knew what fork to use during a higher-class meal. Or how to set a table. Every time people blessed us with a gift, we were to respond with a hand-written thank you note. When I say cultured, it wasn’t like she became saturated with culture in the United States, once we moved back here. In fact, we could tell she rejected segments of our culture, but she was very aware of what was classy and proper and expected us to act appropriately. She wasn’t given to fashion- she started taking more of Esther’s advice in her later years, but she certainly had this aura about her, “if I have to change for you to accept me, it just won’t happen…”😊 One missionary wrote me and said she was invaluable with orienting new missionaries to the way of life in Kenya, because she knew missionary and Kenyan cultures. She was aware of those around her and wanted to act appropriately.

She was concise- I often had mother look over anything that I wrote and publicized. She was skilled at picking out grammatical errors. I’m sure that she helped many write better articles for The Call to Prayer at WGM or support letters that conveyed a focused message. She was known for helping missionaries learn tribal languages and customs in the country of Kenya. I remember missionaries staying at our home or checking in for language study. Her concise knowledge of the English language helped to instruct regarding first, second, third person, singular and plural, verb tense, etc… When she did something, she would do it well, and I was aware she was VERY able, even if she didn’t believe she was. Maybe some of her resistance to being more forthright about her gifts was because she expected perfection out of herself. And we felt that as kids too, wink, wink😊😊.

Anna Verne was a confidant. She was trusted with information that wasn’t to be shared with others. She and my dad didn’t dig up dirt at family discussions. It almost softened our world, since we didn’t hear about people’s interpersonal struggles or what people who confided in her (or with dad as a couple) were processing. I know I talked plenty with my mom on the phone. She listened. Dad attempted to give answers, she allowed me to process.

So, we have caring, consistent, committed, cultured, courteous, and confidant. I needed a strong word, so I’m going to use Becky’s, and that is courageous. She was strong. Children of pioneer missionary parents who begin their ministries out of tents in remote areas learn to survive. They must work through emotional adjustments of much separation from their families and friends, especially coming to terms with that as adults. It takes strength and fortitude. I’ve seen my mother deal with driving home on Kenya roads at night and saying “thank you Jesus” for evading contact with a truck parked in the middle of the road with no reflectors. I’ve seen her say goodbye to her parents for long periods of time, or her kids, or my own dad for short stints of remote ministry. I’ve seen her in traction for her back, for months in a bedroom as a missionary. I’ve seen her paralyzed on one side of her body from a car wreck and her fulfilling a goal to walk in my wedding, which happened because of her strength. From 2003- 2022, Esther has a record of eight procedures/surgeries, and some weren’t simple.  She dealt with cancer until her dying day, and dementia from her late 80s into her 90s, but she kept upbeat. Esther says, “All the way to her dying day she held a positive outlook. She did pout a bit when I told her I needed to go from our afternoon visit. She perked up and said, "The bathroom is right over there."”

 

Christine Stanfield, former missionary to Kenya and Uganda, shared that she appreciated these qualities about mother: “her always sweet smile and gentle demeanor, her ready laugh, the wise words of encouragement she so freely shared, and her willingness and readiness to tell stories of life in Kenya.”

In conclusion, for a missionary kid, there is one question that stirs the soul rather deeply. That question: Where is ‘home’ for you? All of us are dealing with the fallenness of this life, so that we long for something better. Psalm 90: 1 speaks of God being our home. For right now, we find our dwelling place- or our home, in God, who has been our dwelling place throughout all generations. It’s our place of deepest contentment on this earth, in who He is and in His will for us. Yet, we continue to long for complete satisfaction, unaffected by any negative circumstance. I’m grateful that Anna Verne isn’t on her back doing dot-to- dot drawings or maneuvering to get her crossword puzzle book at just the right angle, to see the next word clue, wondering when Esther will arrive with the tea and chocolate.  Her journey here is done. She’s truly home, and for that we can be grateful.















Sunday, December 3, 2023

Lee Christmas Update 2023


Christmas Greetings! 2023


Photo credit: rustic-refined.com

Greetings to friends and family as we close out 2023 . What a year it has been for us! I'm reminded of that as I peruse pictures from the past year. Most of us like images to connect with words on a page, so I include plenty of pictures in this update.

 Much of the Winter months were spent preparing for a remodel of our kitchen and main living areas, which commenced in the Spring. Making choices about counters, cabinets, paint colors, and faucets is overwhelming and exhausting!

We took a quick trip through Chattanooga, TN and on to Panama City for Spring Break.









We returned to renovation in our home for the next three and a half months. The construction crew attempted to make it as painless as possible but it required lots of adjustment. We are grateful for the added features in our kitchen and the open feel to our home.
Before:






After:















The kids have matured physically, mentally, and spiritually. It isn't without its bumps and bruises but we thank the Lord for each one of them, and we inwardly cheer as they grow in their positive influence. 

Jace is in his sophomore year. He runs track and cross-country. His cross country season was hampered by an emergency appendectomy. His interest in music remains as he continues to play the saxophone, piano, and take college prep courses for architecture and engineering.


 



Gwyneth is an eighth grader, and she will move to high school next year. She continues in the dance ministry at the church, Show Choir at the Middle School, Junior National Honor Society, and piano. She enjoys volunteering in the preschool ministry at College Park Church and interacting with friends.























Quinn is a sixth grader who is involved in the New Creation Choir at the church, runs cross-country in the Fall, practices the piano, and is involved in the church's dance ministry. She enjoys expressing herself through writing and continues to memorize a lot of Scripture for Sunday School competitions.



John and Sarah celebrated their 20th anniversary this year. Sarah continues to work with Fishers Veterinary Associates as a doctor with an interest in holistic medicine. John serves at Indiana Wesleyan University as the Online Chaplain for the students in the adult studies programs. We're grateful for great places to serve, the teams on which we labor, and how God supplies our needs for each season. We continue to worship with the family of faith at College Park Church in Indianapolis.

Ever since the kids were born, we knew that someday we wanted to take an educational trip to Washington DC. We had an opportunity to enjoy a Fall Break excursion, passing through Ohiopyle State Park, the Flight 93 Memorial, and Gettysburg, PA in route. Our time in DC was packed with too many pictures to share on this blog... Here are a few:

Ohiopyle means, "white, frothy water."

Ohiopyle State Park

Tower of Voices, Flight 93 Memorial

Relaxing in World War 1 Plaza

Vietnam War Memorial

Lincoln Memorial

US Marine Corps War Memorial

Tomb of the Unknown Soldier

Gettysburg National Military Park Museum & Visitor Center



Jefferson Memorial





 



















Family pic at President Washington’s Mt. Vernon home.



Knowa, our aged greyhound, is affectionate and still breaks into sprints around the backyard. 

Our new addition is Boaz, who has grown from kitten to cat terror!!! You may ask us how Christmas decor survived after this season.




Seasons come and go. Whether you feel blessed in your current one or not, we hope that you have eyes to see God's goodness. Have a BLESSED Christmas and a Happy New Year!

John, Sarah, Jace, Gwyneth, and Quinn Lee
Isaiah 9:6



Monday, November 7, 2022

Lee Christmas Letter 2022

 Lee Christmas Letter

2022

Family and Friends, 
It is great to greet you at the close of this year. We are grateful for blessings from the Lord as we have journeyed. Naturally each year has its challenges when we feel low and mountain tops when God's goodness is more apparent.

Unexpectedly, Sarah's mother passed away in February after a bout with COVID. She was on a the rebound but suffered a heart attack while in recovery. We felt and still feel the loss deeply, but we are grateful for incredible memories and the person we were privileged to know. Our kids have adjusted well to the loss.  We spent time in IA for the funeral and later, her burial.

Graveside burial of Sarah's mother with her sister's (Hannah Rieman) family.







Jace played "How Great Thou Art" at his grandma's funeral.











Time in Gatlinburg with Linda, Sarah's mom, last year.



On one stop in IA, we went to Kansas City to see the some of the sights. We are grateful for every opportunity we have to be with the kids to make memories.

WWI Memorial and Museum, KC

Arrowhead Stadium
Kansas City Train Station




Jace began his freshman year of high school. He has run cross country, stayed active in the church youth group, continued with his piano and saxophone playing, and looked for any opportunity to play Madden on the Xbox.



Gwyneth started her seventh grade year, stays active in the youth group at church, has been a part of the speech and debate team at school, dances at the church, and continues her piano lessons and choir at the school. If we have organization projects in our home, we hand them off to her.



Quinn is a fifth grader who continues to run cross country, does piano lessons, dance, and children's choir at the church. If she can find a place to do a cart-wheel, it will likely happen.


John's mother fell in August of 2021, and she is in a long-term care facility in Somerset, KY, keeping in good spirits despite not being able to walk. His sister, Esther, visits her two times a day and helps us touch base through facetime calls.

Mom and Esther with David Strong visiting.

For Labor Day weekend, we took a quick trip to St. Louis to see the sights. It was a blessed time. The St. Louis Zoo, the Arch (Gateway to the West), and Sculpture Park were good experiences. We found the city to be very enjoyable. Surprisingly, a meal at a Mexican restaurant before leaving was a major highlight.

Rooftop of The City Museum

Enjoying The City Museum in St. Louis

The Gateway Arch

For Fall Break we had a family vacation and we were able to get away for five days. Returning, our connecting flight was missed and we ended up driving to Indianapolis from Philadelphia to get the kids back into school on Monday morning. We thank God for the time of relaxation with the kids before the holiday season.



Sarah continues as a vet for Fisher's Veterinary Associates and John continues as a chaplain for Indiana Wesleyan University. We are both grateful for a place to serve, provide for ourselves, and use our gifts.

Have a Merry Christmas with your family and friends. May God's blessings abound in your life in obvious ways in 2023. God bless you! John, Sarah, Jace, Gwyneth, and Quinn 

 "For to us a child is born, to us a Son is given, and the government will be on His shoulders. And He will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace." Isaiah 9:6 NIV