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“She did not simply visit this world, she made a difference.”

Bart and Lynn Holaday

She did not simply visit this world, she made a difference. – Bart Holaday

I leave this life grateful and fulfilled.  I am at peace; I am not afraid. – Lynn Buckingham Holaday



remembering Lynn

Madeleine L’Engle writes in Glimpses of Grace Daily Thoughts and Reflections that

. . . The search for grace, costly grace, involves an acceptance of pain and the creative grief which accompanies growth into maturity.  Don’t be afraid the pain will destroy the wholeness.  It leads, instead to the kind of wholeness that rejoices in Resurrection.

No one dares to grieve who does not dare to love, and love is always part of costly grace.  It has been said that before we can give love we must first have received love, and indeed love is a response to love.

. . . But in thinking about love and grief we must be careful not to confuse either with that sentimentality which is part of cheap grace.  The kind of loving grief I’m talking about involves acceptance of the precariousness of life and that we will all die, but our wholeness is found in the quality rather than the quantity of our living.

. . . We live in a time where costly grace is what makes life bearable; more than bearable–joyful and creative, so that even our grief is part of our partnership in co-creation with God.

September when it comes

In previous postings, I’ve mentioned a dear friend who has Lou Gehrig’s disease (amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, or ALS).  Jan, a very close friend of Lynn, wrote:

at the moment I cannot get beyond my sorrow.

That sums up what Lynn’s friends are now feeling.  We don’t want to let go.  To lose someone who has gifted us with so much and to think of never hearing her laughter, seeing her lovely face, reading her extraordinary prose, to never see Lynn again – in this life  – causes such intense pain to well up in our hearts.

God bless you, Lynn.

God keep you in his arms – forever.

And thank you for the Gift of Yourself

which you have always given so freely and lovingly.

Lynn wrote a short note to friends, explaining that she wanted us to know how much her friends have meant to her.

While I still am able, I want to thank you for the truly wonderful outpouring of love and concern I have received since I let people know of my diagnosis of ALS.

I echo Jan’s exclamation:  Damn Death!

Excerpt from Lynn’s moving letter:

Remember the old Frank Sinatra classic, “September Song”?   He sings about days growing short when you reach September, and how, when autumn comes, the days dwindle down to a precious few.

My days are dwindling down to a precious few which is why I’m writing to say good-bye and to wish you all abundant good health, happy lives and lots of laughter.   Your many good wishes have brought much light into my life, and I am eternally grateful.

Love to you each and everyone,