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Olive Summach
b.14 Sep 1922 Delisle, Saskatchewan, Canada
d.28 Sep 2013 Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada
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m. 7 Jan 1913
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m. 30 Jan 1943
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Olive Summach Eulogy (presented by her grandson) And that doesn't make much sense, does it? Olive was 91. Over the last several years, she had endured a succession of health problems and emergency hospitalizations. In fact, at the time of her passing, she was in the hospital, recovering from a hip replacement. But that's just it: she was recovering. The surgery had been successful. She was a recovery success story-in-the-making. Rehab staff and family were estimating when she'd be ready to return to her condo. So, I don't feel especially foolish for being caught by surprise by Olive's passing, because I suspect that she was a little bit surprised by it, too. We called her "The Energizer Bunny." Where did that uncommon resilience come from? She bore up -- and even thrived -- under difficult, even heartbreaking circumstances: she was principal caregiver during the slow physical decline and passing of two sons; she adjusted to life without her husband, Harvey, living independently for the last 16 years; and in recent years she endured the loss of many close friends and family? Without question, the Holy Spirit was at work, lending Olive a remarkable measure of peace, patience, and faithfulness. The Holy Spirit is at work in me, too -- but I don't know that many of you would single me out as especially peaceful or patient. You have to agree, Olive's resilience was exceptional. And as many of you have shared with me through your texts and emails, her resilience brings to mind the peace, patience, and faithfulness of Jesus. There just isn't any way to wear someone down who already considers their life forfeit – whose happiness is indexed to something other than their own interests and ambition. What Olive loved to do, she loved because she could do it for us. From her sewing room and rocking chair, she invented stuffed dinosaurs and mice, computer dust covers, curtains, Cowichan sweaters, quilts, and custom dog warmers. She sewed fashion-forward outfits in stretch-polyester that, unfortunately, wore out very slowly. In the kitchen, she had a gift for carbohydrates. You could starve to death on her hamburgers -- but the buns, chocolate cake, sugar cookies, and fried scones were another story. Clearly, only a small fraction of that baking ever made it to her own tea plate. Her stores of Christmas baking, laid down in the freezer or under the back stairs, never lasted as long as she expected; but she didn't try very hard to find better hiding places. Caring for family was Olive's daily office: she bathed and diapered; scratched backs, soothed headaches, massaged feet, and prayed. And although she meant well, I learned as a boy to hide my cuts and scrapes from her, as her greatest joy was to pull out the Am-Medic antiseptic spray, which might as well have been liquid fire. With that one possible exception, Olive did exactly as Wes described in an email: She spent her life making life better for us. And that resonates so strongly for me with Jesus words, recorded in Luke 9:24. "Whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me will save it." Olive Summach didn't give up her life all at once on September 28th, 2013. She spent 91 years laying it down, one day at a time, for her Lord, her family, and her friends. We will miss her. References
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