April 18, 2012
Tribute to a Fallen Hero
|Visiting in 2010. I love |
the sunlight on Julie's face. :)
Julie was a “been there, done that” sort of woman who, although a few years younger than me, was able to teach me the way of the missionary wife and mother from her years of experience in the field. She’s the hero who withstood a break-in robbery while she and her son were alone in the house early one morning. Here's an excerpt of her post:
He started tying up my feet and my hands. While he was tying me I felt the need to pray for this man.
I prayed out loud in Spanish:
“Lord, please help this man. Give him a good job so he doesn’t rob anymore. Bless his wife and kids and keep them in health. Prosper him and help him to change his ways. Touch him and speak to him Lord in your name I pray. Amen”
He paused as I prayed and then continued to gag me with plastic and tied cloth over my eyes. The whole time I continued to pray silently for protection over Timmy, who was only a few feet from me and who did not wake up the entire time.
She loved her husband and son in an uncommonly deep way. They wanted to have more children, but they weren't able to conceive after the birth of their son Timmy. As they began to research, God worked on their heart and she fell in love with the idea of adoption. They became advocates for opening hearts and homes for children in need of a family, and just recently adopted Anahi, a precious little girl who was almost a year old when she came to them. To say that Julie was enamored with this little princess would be a huge understatement. The family was just thrilled. Not surprisingly, Julie was able to witness to the judge and share the Lord with her. She always found ways to do that.
|Julie, Amy McKissick, and me, at the Women of the Harvest |
retreat in October, 2011. We were so excited to find out we
were in the same small group and could spend the
weekend catching up and cuttin' up!
We just spent a few days with them in January, where we were able to see their recently completed home. Julie’s mom was there for a visit of about a month, and our friend Ruth was visiting from the U.S. She’d gotten to know Julie from her blog, too. Timmy, Anahi, and their dad Norberto took us on a hike to the pond next door, and we enjoyed watching Timmy play fetch with their lumbering, wet dog. He was “all boy,” getting muddy and exploring the trees and explaining every little thing to us.
We enjoyed the time with them, as always, and I marveled at how Julie managed to find silver lining in everything, and how she never ended a chat on a negative topic. She found some way to point out that God is ultimately in control and He’s capable and faithful. We remarked again at what a lovely family they were, with so much obvious love and acceptance in their home.
This morning, they got an early start on a trip to the capital to work on paperwork for their upcoming visit to the U.S. An hour or so later, an accident on the road instantly provided passage for Julie to be with her beloved Savior. A short time later, Timmy joined her, according to news reports, in the arms of his daddy when he passed away. Norberto and little Anahi (one and a half years old now) were hospitalized.
Jesus said to her, "I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?"