Edward and Charlotte Kunz, St. Louis, 1930's
Romans 8:28
28And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.
This passage reminds me of my mom's mom - Grandma Kunz - with my Grandpa Kunz in the photo above. Grandma grew up in the Soulard area of St. Louis. Her father died when she was a baby, and she was fairly poor all her life. I remember her telling me the story of how every year that would go to a fair. She loved watching men and women all dressed up go for a "fancy ride on a big beautiful boat across the lake." One year when she was about twelve she decided she would save money over the next year so she could ride that fancy boat the following year. She worked odd jobs for people and saved every penny she could over the next year. When the day came that they went to the fair the following year, she stood patiently in line with the others. Just as it was her turn to purchase her ticket and board the boat, she was told the boat was full. It was the last ride of the day, and she would have to come back the next day to try again. But her family had to return to St. Louis that evening. She sat on the edge of the lake and cried as she watched the boat sail across the lake. She asked God why He would allow this to happen to her, after all her hard work and daily dreaming of this boat ride. God remained silent.
Then she heard a screams coming from the shore. The boat was far into the lake, but it was very quickly sinking. Grandma told me not many people knew how to swim back then, and she could not swim. Nearly everyone on that boat drowned. Grandma said she knows she would never have survived. She said her relationship with God changed after that - and she thanked God for all the good and bad that came to her the rest of her life, knowing that God alway had her best interest at heart.
Grandma had one of the most beautiful deaths you can imagine. She made her final Confession, received Viaticum, received the Last Rites, closed her eyes, and took her last breath just as a huge smile came across her face.
If Grandma had been on that boat, her death would have not been nearly this peaceful, and my mom and brothers and sisters would never have been born. I believe many similar stories occur every day, many of which we won't realize in this life. It makes me want to read Romans 8:28 again and reminds me to thank God for all I encounter in the gift of this life He is allowing me to live.
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