Have you ever felt connected to someone you really didn’t know? When you hear their name or read something about them, an electric link reverberates deep within your soul. You know you know them without really knowing them. They become a heroine to you – solidifying your sense of family, faith and foundation.
My great Aunt Anna is that connection for me and she also is my faith heroine. The older I get, the more I see segments of her life, her ongoing DNA circling within me, leaving its mark.
Anna was born in 1883 and died in 1967 when I was a flippant couldn’t care less about the older generation/wrapped up in my own world teenager. All I remember of her is an old lady with gray hair who hobbled around her home in Clearwater Florida. And to think I was named after her too! My middle name is Anne.
Later I became curious about who she was since I was her namesake. That is when a faint echo in my spirit began to grow louder with each connection. A long linking thread united Aunt Anna and me.
Aunt Anna earned her PhD in Theology from Columbia in the 1930s. She worked for the international YWCA, traveling to China and Japan as a missionary. She wrote three books – yes I have all of them – two published, one written but never printed.
Her dissertation was about the German mystics in the middle ages. She learned from these Catholic spiritual giants and wrote about them with a Lutheran point of view.
She kept a journal – for 60 plus years. Yes I have all of them except one lost covering about 5 years.
I have her passports showing her world travels, including those stamped with swastikas from the 1930s. During this time, she also worked for the International Fellowship of Reconciliation as an ambassador working for peace.
Her worn well-read prayer book sits next to my favorite bible.
The more I learn about her, the more my admiration grows. Her deep faith, rooted in history, mysticism and a willingness to learn from others, not of her own denomination. Her love of travel, being open to new cultures and appreciating their gifts and potentials. Her desire to communicate through words, personal and public. Her service to God and to others.
As I age, I see myself in her life – a life of faith, a love of words and a curiosity to explore history. She lives in me when I write and speak about God and serve others as children of God. I often wondered where this tinge of pacifism that dwells inside of me originates and now believe its roots come from her.
And the journal keeping – my ongoing clarification of my spiritual walk, my recording of verses and quotes that guide me, my deep need to put my journey into words – all stem from her.
I think learning more about a family member like this grounds me and helps me to know who I am. Ohh, do I wish I had paid closer attention to her when I was young. Imagine the conversations and stories she could have shared.
And the thread continues – I see a love of words and hints of someday-I-may-write from my own children. I hear my great niece in also interesting in writing.
Roots. Legacy. Grounded in faith. Deep undeniable DNA connecting generations. Our lives transformed and developed by the heroes and heroines of our heritage.
Who in your family do you easily identify with? How have they passed on faith to you?
This blog post is part of Michelle DeRusha’s #MyFaithHeroine contest, in connection with the release of the book 50 Women Every Christian Should Know. Find out how to participate here.
I wish you’d write her biography. What an amazing woman!
Never thought of writing an actual bio of her. that is an interesting thought
Always glad to lend you an “idea lightbulb.” (LOL)
Jean,
I enjoyed reading about your Aunt Anna and her influence on you, directly and indirectly…she sounds like she led a full life 🙂 I would have to think about who my faith heroine is…most are people I’ve admired from afar.
I have several other faith heroines too so keep thinking – you will probably have more than one. I think it is a good practice though to step back and realize who is influencing your life deeply like this and get to know them better. More treasures to be found!
Oh, wow, your Aunt Anna sounds like an amazing woman, indeed. You are most fortunate to have such DNA running through your veins, Jean. The older I get, the more I’m seeing family connections in those who have gone before me. Actually, my most recent posts reflects the influence of previous generations on our present lives. Blessings!
Hi Martha, yes she was amazing and a person I hold dear to my heart. Can’t wait to meet her again in heaven someday.I agree the blessing from previous generations often isn’t appreciated until our later years. treasured memories… Hope your week is going well.
I loved reading about your amazing Aunt Anne! And I found myself nodding in total agreement with your last paragraph: “Roots. Legacy. Grounded in faith. Deep undeniable DNA connecting generations. Our lives transformed and developed by the heroes and heroines of our heritage.” Appreciation for those elements in our backgrounds seems to grow as we age. (One of the benefits of getting older!) I, too, am thankful for a rich legacy through my grandparents, righteous ones who lived by faith (Heb. 10:38).
She was some woman and for her time period too. so much travel and interaction internationally. You are right we do appreciate it more as we get older. Legacy is such a good word to ponder – what we inherit and what we are leaving. Hope you are having a wonderful week, Nancy!
Hi Jean! What a powerful testimony to our human heritage! How did you get to possess all her books and journals? I wonder where they were all these years, as they waited for you to claim them.
A PhD from Columbia? Wow, that was a time when advanced degrees were rare for women. And such a prestigious school too. She really was in the vanguard of women in a writing and missionary career. You must be so proud. And I’d say you are much like her. I think you have a protector and intercessor in heaven, and a powerful one at that!
Blessings,
Ceil
She was certainly an amazing woman. I asked my mom one day if I could have anything of Aunt Anna’s since I was her namesake – she gave me several items that I cherish from her trips to Japan, then said take her old suitcase. In that suitcase were all the journals, passports, the unpublished book, and photos and letters. amazing….love the thought she is looking after me in heaven. thank you for that..