I have a picture of Central Park Martha bought for me to remind me the times our son, Zach, and I strolled the park during his cancer treatments there. I’ll never forget getting off the plane at La Guardia and seeing Martha in the same terminal. It felt strangely comforting to see a familiar face in an emotionally difficult time. That memory of how God orchestrates our lives and the moments in them has always stayed with me. I like the imagery of the communion of saints—the great cloud of witnesses who cheer us on in this life. It comforts Jenny and me to know that Martha is among that great cloud of witnesses. Martha embodied grace, elegance, and thoughtfulness.
Dan & Jenny Jones