OUR LIVES SPEAK

My previous post was about Tom Sturtevant, who died a week ago and is already missed so much. Yesterday, my husband, Clif, and I went to his memorial service at the Winthrop Middle School, and it was packed. We estimated there were probably around 300 people there. Peace banners, some written and created by Tom, hung on the walls of the gym.

The service, lead by Pastor Maggie Edmondson of the Winthrop Center Friends Church was, in a word, lovely. She spoke movingly of Tom and of course noted his work in the peace movement. She read the beautiful prayer of St. Francis of Assisi.

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

But what really struck me was the simple, three-word sentence that Pastor Edmondson used to describe Tom: “Our lives speak.”

Tom’s life spoke to all the people who came to his service and to many more who did not come, I am sure. In his quiet yet tireless and determined way, Tom showed how one life, dedicated to peace, community, reform, and improvement, can make a difference. Now it is up to us who loved and knew Tom to follow his example.

 

4 thoughts on “OUR LIVES SPEAK”

  1. One of my all time favorite prayers, and from what I hear Tom truly and instrument of peace. Much love..

    1. A very beautiful prayer, Andrea, and one that I turn to frequently. Yes, Tom was an instrument of peace.

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