Like all kids, she had issues. The trick to working with kids is to identify those issues and making them productive. But it was hard with Tina. She was sarcastic, irreverent and sometimes obnoxious. But there was a deeper Tina. All of those things were a part of her mechanism to cover a heart that was to tender. It was her way to keep from crying when she saw kittens playing, or (growing up on a dairy farm) when she saw a new calf born. It was hard to get to that tender heart, but possible. I was with her mother when her Mom told her that her father had died suddenly that afternoon. She tried to be strong for her Mom, but broke down. She cried on my last Sunday at the church. She fought it, didn't want me to see it, but she just couldn't do it. And, like all kids, she had a dream. When I first met her, she was seven years old. First thing she said to me was, "I'm Tina and I am going to be a lawyer." Cute, right? But that never changed. All through the years she had that dream. And in 2014 she passed the Ohio Bar and became a lawyer. The last four years she worked as a public defender. Yes, she could be sassy, especially with me. Even so, I was always 'Pastor Wade' to her and always there was a little hug waiting.
A few nights ago, her mother, who had been my secretary, called me. Tina had been at work and began to have trouble breathing. They got her to the hospital, where she began to have chest pains. Then, at age 37, she died. Her father died back in 2005 in exactly the same way. Tina's mother, Denise, and I were standing at Frank's bedside at a Cleveland hospital. While Denise talked to Frank, my eyes wandered to the sonogram machine that was monitoring his heart and lungs. I saw something pass from his lungs and go to his heart. A blood clot. He died. I imagine that was what caused Tina's death, too. The autopsy will tell.
Tina had bought a nice little home a few years ago. She had plans. Not 'grand' plans. She had already accomplished the grand plan. Now she had the job she loved. She finally had the guy she loved and wanted to spend her life with. She loved being an aunt, but didn't want to be a mommy herself. She was very active in her church. Tina was living the dream. Then the light went out.
As someone said at the funeral home, "We know she is in a better place." Very true. I was with her when she accepted Christ. (She cried then, too.) I baptized her. She would argue about anything at the drop of a hat, except the Bible. She took the Word seriously. Kind of an oddity, actually. A Christian lawyer. So, I do know where she is right now. But it really, really hurts anyway. She was one of my kids.
Death seems abstract to us as we live our lives. Oh, we see it. Some fear it. We know that each day brings us closer. But we manage to put it on the back burner. But it is coming. Maybe at the end of a long illness, maybe in just a few minutes.
Are you ready? Have you come to the Lord and settled your salvation? Have you put aside your anger or frustrations with others and offered the hand of friendship? The time draws close.
Tina leaves behind a mother, Denise, a sister, Jennifer and a brother, Jason. She also leaves behind a mountain of friends and relatives who are all hurting today. And she also leaves behind a testimony for the Christ she went to join. What will you leave behind? Consider it now for soon it will be to late.