Stories
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From Michael McMullen Memorial: Colleen Smith
Sarah
Michael is my brother. It wasn’t until later in life that I really got to know him better, as when I moved from San Diego to Virginia with my parents, he being older, stayed behind. I was blessed to be able to stay with Mike and Sarah for about 5 months in 2020. During this time, I… Read more
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From Michael McMullen Memorial service: Eulogy from Linda and Sarah
Sarah
From Linda: EULOGY I look out at everyone here – family and friends – and I think about the memories we all hold of Mike – and it fills me with joy. It seems as if he is here with us. I’m Linda, Michael’s sister – the oldest child in our family of five kids… Read more
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From Michael McMullen Memorial service: Amanda McMullen
Sarah
Hi! Yes, I am Mandy McMullen – John’s wife. I really didn’t want to get up in front of this many people to speak, but I figure – when else would I get the chance to share about someone I love, with the people that he loves, and who love him? Only at weddings and… Read more
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From Michael’s Memorial service: John McMullen
Sarah
Papa Mike Hi, I’m John McMullen, Michael’s son. What would Michael want me to say? First, that he loves you all–And thank you for being here. If you’ve had a special moment with Mike before or after his passing, I invite you to share it with me and others at the reception. I want to… Read more
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The Poor in Spirit are Blessed
Michael
This morning, six of us (3 women and 3 men) gathered in our den to connect and discuss God and life. Jo expounded on the question, “What would Jesus do?,” suggesting that a better question would be, “What would Jesus do if he were me, living in today’s culture and facing today’s social and political… Read more
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Poem in Response to Post of 10/8/24
by Kelly McClaneSarah
For Michael October 8, 2024 Izzy wants me to sing “Fly Eagle Fly” I think of you And as usually happens when I sing this lullaby I recall images of so many of us flapping our arms like birds and “flying” around the sanctuary; As if this was the meaning of freedom, Well, it was… Read more
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Invitation to JOY
by SarahSarah
I invite you, JOY, into my life, to wrap around my head and seep into my heart. Please help me end looking over my shoulder and waiting to hear the next shoe drop. Please come cheer me and bear me in your buoyant arms. Allow creativity and new venues to come forth in my life.… Read more