Merging is an Ongoing Journey - Losing a Church Family Member

The planet we live on, the country, state, county, and town I live in lost a very faithful man of God on Thursday (1/12/23).

Christmas Eve 2019

This was Richard. The photo is one of my favorites of him from our last Christmas Eve service at Wappingers. He was always willing to be liturgist and had such a great reading voice. Often when he read scripture we would hear a bit about the background of where it came in scripture - which he was passionate about sharing.

I experienced Richard in many ways during our time together at Wappingers. He was a lay servant, like me. He would preach from time to time.  We attended Bible studies together. If there was an event at church, he was always there to help out. He was our Finance chair and SPR for many years. We both attended Annual Conference in different capacities. We worked together when he was secretary of our Round Table (Ad Council) to ensure he picked up on everything we needed to make note of. When we no longer had kids or youth to light the candles he was often the acolyte. He also took on ushering and greeting duties.

He always had questions that gave you pause. When we were in Bible study together he would often come from a very different perspective from the rest of us. Which is always a good thing! Like me, he'd often take notes during the sermon.

He was always there with a hug to greet you - unless he was feeling under the weather. This was all pre-COVID though, when most people were okay with hugs. He'd always ask how you were, even if things weren't the greatest for him he always cared about everyone else around him. He would definitely let you know how things were going with him and his family if you asked him. 

When we did our first Thanksgiving Dinner, on his own he went to all his neighbors in his apartment complex and asked if they were interested in having a meal. Many of his neighbors were just one or two people who didn't have anywhere to go for Thanksgiving - or couldn't get somewhere. So he worked with another church member and transported many meals back to his neighbors. He did this almost every year we hosted a dinner.

Eleven years ago we were doing a winter Bible study. It was the first time I was able to do a Bible study with my sister because she was unemployed and pregnant with  Anastasia. And one of the days we met happened to be my sister's birthday. Which, turned out to also be Richard's birthday. He brought one of those sampler cheesecakes - with different flavored slices - to celebrate Jessica's birthday, which also happened to be his. And any time I was tasked with doing announcements around my sister's birthday, he made sure to remind me to share her birthday and if I wanted to, share that it was his too.

I know, for sure, that Richard is in a better place. A place where he is completely healed of everything that went on with him. He will be missed. But, I know he was welcomed with open arms by God and the words "Well done, my good and faithful servant." And maybe also, "Nicodemus!" by Robert, another man of God taken from this earthly world far too soon.