Girls’ Night Out Story #26: Rosemary Oliver

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“Grandmother isn’t here anymore. This is only her body. She has gone to be with Jesus”.

This is my very first memory. I was 2 years and 1 month old. My father was holding me in his arms as we looked down at the body of his mother, Mary Emma Barnett McWhorter, in her casket in the one room farmhouse in the tiny town of Summerville, GA.

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I wasn’t afraid because my father was calm, peaceful, and confident of what he believed and said. I was too young to understand anything more than his few words and his loving presence, but this vivid experience had a profound impact on my life.

I grew up remembering 2 very important things:
#1 Someday I, too, was going to die.
#2  I wanted to find Jesus and be with Him also.

And I wasn’t afraid.

“She has gone to be with Jesus”

Praise God that my Dad and Mom passed their strong faith on to me and I came to believe in Jesus Christ as my Savior and Lord. Did I rebel and wonder from “the pathway”? Yes, but I knew to Whom to return. My faith has been the most important thing in my life.

My First Bible
My First Bible

Now at age 72, I still find joyful purpose in sharing the powerful Gospel message – especially with two groups of people: First, my children – especially at Central Presbyterian Church and including my three wonderful grandchildren – Kate, Henry and Lilly.

Me with my son Jack, his wife Rachel, and their children: Kate, Henry and Lilly.
Me with my son Jack, his wife Rachel, and their children: Kate, Henry and Lilly.

Second, the women inmates at St. Louis County Jail. For ten years I’ve loved being part of a ministry called “Art and Jesus @ Jail”.  I go weekly to do hands-on projects and study God’s Word with them. Art is the craft part and Jesus is the Hope part!

This is the Bible I use in my prison ministry.
This is the Bible I use in my prison ministry.

What a miracle Jesus can do in our broken world! And in broken hearts.

I don’t really remember a relationship with my Grandmother, “Granny Mac”, but I sure look forward to seeing her in heaven and thanking her for pointing me to Jesus.

With much joy in Christ,

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In December of 1980, I moved to St. Louis with my son, Jack, who was in the 6th grade.
We knew no one in St. Louis, but took the recommendation of a friend and visited Central Presbyterian Church. I joined that very first Sunday and Central has been my family ever since. Jack joined later as part of the wonderful youth group.
Missions and God’s Word are my favorites!

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2 thoughts on “Girls’ Night Out Story #26: Rosemary Oliver

  1. Martha G. Brady October 27, 2015 / 9:03 am

    great story:) i love it!


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