Thank God

My husband loved working at the University of St. Francis. He loved being able to reference God in his classes; he held quiet moments at the start of classes. He prayed and studied scriptures in the chapel in the business center downtown.

Previously he had worked at Lac Courte d’Oreilles Ojibway Community College in northern Wisconsin. There he had participated in religious ceremonies at the college, supporting his students’ faith. He didn’t smoke, but recognized that tobacco was sacred to them. When he took a group of Indiana Boy Scouts to canoe in Wisconsin, he took them to a church service where we had attended when we lived there. Afterwards an Ojibwa man taught the Scouts how to show gratitude for deer and how to prepare the fresh meat.

He thanked God for helping him change his life, and he encouraged other people to change for the better. He knew it can be done.