With the Feast
of Weeks (Shavuot)
in mind, this past month I had the privilege of accompanying my eighty-eight
year old mother on a weekend visit to
to attend a reception for the
This mercy fund was created to honor the inspirational vision of my sister
Marsha, who succumbed to breast cancer in 2010, after nine years of medical
treatment. While it is difficult to believe that it is approaching five years
since her unwanted death, the fruit-bearing legacy of what was established by
her friends—to fulfill
mission of the Red Lipstick Fund (RLF) to offer financial assistance to those in
need and receiving treatment for cancer at the Tebo Cancer Center and Boulder
overwhelming to witness (now over $1 million raised and self-endowed and funded
in just three years). I was personally moved by the extraordinary success of the
fund, to help the financial burdens of needy cancer patients—because during
Marsha’s final weeks of life, she came to faith in the Messiah Yeshua,
at a proverbial 11:59:59 point.
After decades of prayer for her salvation, my prayers, and the prayers of many
others, were finally answered, as I related in a testimonial article for the
October 2010 edition of OIM News.
Nevertheless, before the RLF
reception I took a few minutes to reacquaint myself with a poem that I was
inspired to write for her memorial service, to communicate to her many “liberal”
and searching friends in the Boulder,
Colorado community, the beauty of
understanding the profundity of God’s eternal Word. After all, it was the very
words of the Messiah found in Matthew 7:7-8 that drew Marsha into the loving
arms of the Savior:
and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be
opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to
him who knocks it will be opened.”
Thankfully, even at a very late hour, Marsha asked, sought, and knocked, until
the door to Heaven was opened to receive her. But upon rereading my poem, and
after listening to the speakers at the afternoon reception, I came to the
realization that the concluding stanza of the poem was actually “prophetic” in
its pronouncements. A summary quote from John 12 preceded the final verse that
was Marsha’s final “exhortation” to her family, friends, and many acquaintances:
“Truly, truly, I say to you,
unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies,
It remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.
Whoever loves his life loses it, and whoever hates his life in this world will
keep it for eternal life.
If anyone serves me, he must follow me; and where I am, there will my servant be
If anyone serves me, the Father will honor him”
(John 12:24-26, ESV).
For I am Up, Up, and Away,
and Gone to Seed!
May He bear much fruit...my heart does plead.
With tangible evidence of a
variety of fruit being born, I have been prompted to write this month’s lead
Fruit and Beyond,” in order to encourage
one and all to consider their personal legacies, and what sort of life they will
lead to hopefully impact others.
Additionally, I want to
extend gratitude to those of you who are supporting our ministry, with
consistent prayers and finances for the
Theological Defense Trust and the
Prison Ministry Free Book Fund. Your
partnership with our efforts continues to
fruit, as the Messianic restoration of all things
proceeds according to the Father’s perfect timing for His Creation.
bless you, and keep you; the
make His face shine on you, and be gracious to you; the
lift up His countenance on you, and give you peace”
Chag Sameach Shavuot!