Martin writes

Dear friends

I feel like I am in the past dictating to my secretary, Helen Thurmond, only this time it is to my daughter Rachel, and she is typing my words directly into the computer.  I think a lot these days about the mechanics and machines that assist us, and the friendships and memories that connect us.

Last evening “Joy” and I took a walk in the gardens here at Greencroft.  We enjoyed the flowers and the birds and the squirrels.  And “Joy” noticed a man and his wife that she remembered from the time when her husband was a guest here at Greencroft.  We decided to go speak to them.  The man was there with his wife who has long-term MS and he visits her several times a day.  The bond between the two was evident.

I told the man that my name was Lehman and that I was from Pennsylvania and he said “Do you know Walter Lehman?”  I said, “He was my uncle.”  He said, “I had services at Pleasant View years ago and I stayed in the house on the hill.”  I said, “That was my grandfather’s house.”  I told him that the road that goes past that house is called Lehman Road and runs past my birthplace. And so we made connections as he remembered experiences at Pleasant View.  What else might we have remembered if we had lingered longer?

I remember my uncle Walter coming down the hill for a special visit with my father to ask for forgiveness for something he had done.  I know nothing of the particulars, except that memory.  These two simple ministers of reconciliation demonstrated for me the way of peacemaking.  This way that must be learned if problems of the world are to be solved.

The staff here at Greencroft say that in a week or so I should be going home and I will be able to communicate on my own.  I look forward to that.

About Martin Lehman

I was born 92 years ago, the son of a Mennonite pastor and organic gardener in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. At age 10 I was baptized as a member of the Marion Mennonite Church. I own the "Old Fool" moniker because I want to walk the Jesus Way even though the world and much of the church takes me as a fool for doing so. In my life I have moved from being a young conservative to an elderly radical. I tell that story in My Faith Journey posted on my website.
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