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By the Rev. Barbara Mraz


The Crash

It was her first solo flight as a 29-year-old student pilot, a prerequisite for getting her license. As she flew the small plane over downtown St Paul, the plane’s engine sputtered and Sheryl Ramstad guided the crippled craft to the ground, being able to steer away from densely populated neighborhoods and freeways. She thought she was going to die but did not want to take others with her. It was 4:00 on a 4th of July weekend; the river was full of boats and the freeway was full of cars. She finally spotted an empty schoolyard that connected to an alley. Coming within ten feet of a woman sunbathing in her back yard, the plane bumped to a hard landing and became engulfed in flames from fuel in the tank, trapping Sheryl inside. “It was an inferno,” she says.

She finally burst through a door, crawled out and, badly burned, collapsed at the front of St Vincent’s Catholic Church. The priest came out and gave her last rites.

She was taken to the hospital with burns on 37 percent of her body. She spent seven weeks in the hospital, underwent multiple surgeries and for two years had to return to the hospital every day for rehabilitative therapy.

Sheryl was a wife, a lawyer, a federal prosecutor, and thought she was nearing the peak of her career. Her doctor considered amputating her right hand which was burned down to the bone but was able to graft skin on to it. Miraculously, it healed.

Reflecting on this experience some thirty years later, she said what saved her life was the split-second decision not to pull back on the controls of the plane—which would have been the natural instinct, to try to get it airborne again. Instead, she set the gears in landing mode, tried to steer the nose of the plane, and was able to get it down.

She has not pulled back on anything since.


Not only did she have extensive burns, Sheryl gained sixty pounds in the first three days in the hospital. Doctors discovered she had a burst intestine, and a very risky surgery followed where she was given a ten percent chance of survival.

From her high-powered job as a lawyer, Sheryl was now dependent on others for the most basic care. She says she was lucky, not only because she eventually did heal, but because of the support she received from her family, friends and hospital staff. The nurses knew she had begun training for a marathon and told her to focus on that goal. Eventually, she ran seven of them. She also names a spiritual element in this experience: “God was my co-pilot.”


Sheryl’s resume is impressive: Assistant Hennepin County Public Defender; Assistant U.S. Attorney; Hennepin County Judge; Minnesota Commissioner for the Department of Corrections in the administration of Governor Jesse Ventura; partner at Rider Bennett Law firm, and now Chief External Relations Officer at Hennepin County Medical Center. She is also the sister of long-time Congressman Jim Ramstad.

However, it is her experience aside from these roles that is equally impressive.

Some thirty years after her accident, Sheryl decided it was a time for a career change. So while working full-time as a judge she began taking prerequisite science courses (one at a time) so she could apply for the University of Minnesota Master in Nursing program. Her experience as a burn patient was still very much on her mind and she wanted to give back, to care for others who had undergone experiences similar to her own.

Eventually she was able to work as a nurse at the same burn center where she had been a patient thirty years earlier, at Regions Hospital. She says, “The most satisfying thing has been caring for burn patients who had burns covering up to 65% of their body, as well as patients whose limbs had been amputated as a result of the burns they had suffered. I understood what the patients and their families were going through on the long road to recovery. I tried to encourage them and provide care for them as had been done for me. Another reward was working side by side with five of the professionals – a surgeon, three nurses and a physical therapist – who had previously cared for me as a patient.”

Eventually, she received her Doctorate in Nursing Practice, Heath Innovation and Leadership from the University and went on to serve on numerous boards and in a variety of programs for burn victims and others who needed help. She is part of the Phoenix Society for Burn Survivors, International, and is president of the University of Minnesota Nursing Alumni Board.


Sheryl’s life has been about far more than her career. She and her first husband adopted three children, now grown. That marriage ended in divorce but she notes that “I’m in a much better place now.” Twelve years ago at St. Mark’s Cathedral she married Lee Larson, an executive with Benedictine Health, an organization that is an innovator in many areas of health care. They have a beautiful home and enjoy gardening, travel, biking, plays and movies. There are grandchildren out of town to visit. Now residents of St Paul, they joined St. John’s two years ago.

When she was Commissioner of Corrections, Sheryl came to admire the Prison Fellowship program for giving hope to the most hardened and hopeless offenders. In a speech she said this: “Many become suspicious of those who come to Jesus while they’re behind bars. Yet, as someone once said, ‘groanings that cannot be articulated are often prayers that cannot be refused.’ It’s Prison Fellowship’s vision that people who are impacted by crime can experience the redemptive grace and peace of Christianity. Prison Fellowship extends a hand of friendship that can serve as a buffer against the many rejections that an ex-offender faces.” As a wounded healer herself, she has offered the hand of friendship and assistance to many people in distress. She observes that everybody has “stuff;” that is, no one seems to get through life pain-free.

I’ve witnessed Sheryl in action: she brought a bouquet of flowers to the 8th floor of the hospital so they would be in my room an hour after my knee surgery; there were delicious meals at the door as soon as I got home; the perfect book offered as a gift; and a thoughtful visit from Sheryl and Lee coming home from the State Fair bringing mini-donuts and Sweet Martha’s chocolate chip cookies. She is the real deal and I am honored to call this outstanding woman my friend. All of us are lucky that Sheryl and Lee have made St. John’s their home.


Originally published in the November-December 2018 Evangelist.



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By Children, Youth, & Family Minister Jean Hansen

As I was listening to the Advent story in Godly Play today, I thought to myself, “this is my favorite Godly Play story!”  I say this about every story, really. I love the process of Godly Play, and what I learn from the children. The children know so much about the mystery; they are so serious and so close to God.

There’s so much to look forward to in the Advent story. There is so much anticipation during this season. Sometimes I run right through Advent without even recognizing it. The children reminded me that I need to be ready for Christmas—not the commercialism of Christmas, but the mystery of Christmas.

At this time of year we also begin preparing for the Christmas pageant. This beautiful retelling of how God came to be human and live among us, is told by our children every year at St. John’s. It’s such an important story, and children are the best ones to tell it. They are adorable, funny, and excited about the whole thing. And they are so ready to enter the mystery. Our children get to carry this important message of hope to all of us again. They get to tell the story of Christ’s birth, of God’s incarnate love. I believe this is something that most of us at St. John’s look forward to. We love to see our children perform in all of their cuteness.

But is “cute” what we’re trying to do? I’m not sure the children want to be thought of as cute. That doesn’t makes much sense for a faith community whose children are participating in one of the most mind-blowing mysteries of the entire Christian tradition. This is serious and important work.

Don’t get me wrong—I think they are cute, too. But the work they are doing is so much more than that. When we think of them as merely cute, we’re limiting them and we’re limiting what they are doing. They are telling one of the most important stories in the New Testament, and all along they are reminding us of how to stop and get ready for the mystery of Christmas.


Originally published in the January-February 2017 Evangelist.

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By Richard Gray, Director of Music

One of my favorite times during the Advent season, both as a church musician and as a churchgoer, is the Festival of Nine Lessons and Carols. It is a wonderful way to worship and look ahead to the season of Christmas.

Lessons and Carols began on Christmas Eve in 1918 at King’s College Cambridge for the purpose of providing an additional, unique, and creative worship service. Included are nine readings and each are paired with related congregational hymns and choral anthems.

The Lessons and Carols service at King’s is still broadcast every year on Christmas Eve. Millions watch worldwide to hear the beautiful choir and the elegant sounds of the organ, and to see the beauty of King’s Chapel.

Eric Milner White, Dean of King’s College when Lessons and Carols originated and the person responsible for planning the service, made a point to emphasize that the service focus is not on the music but on the readings, and that the musical selections are simply derived from the readings. I believe that is what makes it such a fantastic experience: to hear a reading and then to hear it again through a musical form.

The readings that you will hear coming from the books of Genesis and Isaiah and the gospels of Matthew, Luke and John, describe events leading up to the birth of Jesus and those that happen just after. After the fifth lesson, for example, which talks about the Angel Gabriel visiting the Blessed Virgin Mary, the choir will sing an anthem called “Gabriel’s Message,” to a tune that will probably be familiar to you!

You can experience Lessons and Carols here at St. John the Evangelist on December 16 at 4pm. All of our choirs will be featured including our adult, youth, children and handbells. The music that you will be hear will range from music of the Anglican tradition by composers such as David Willcocks and John Rutter, American repertoire through music of Morten Lauridsen and Paul Manz, and spirituals by acclaimed conductor and composer André Thomas. Some of your favorite carols will be featured including “Once in Royal David’s City,” sung at the opening of the service by one of our youth choristers, and the beloved “O Come All Ye Faithful.”

The Festival of Nine Lessons and Carols is truly a special event and one that can joyfully prepare us as we await the Christ child. As Episcopalians, we are so blessed to be a part of a beautiful liturgical tradition year-round and special services such as these are ones that beautifully emphasize that. I hope that you will join me in looking forward to this annual event that opens the scriptures to us in a creative and powerful way!


Originally published in the November-December 2018 Evangelist.

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By the Rev. Craig Lemming, Associate Rector

The etymology of the word “Liturgy” teaches us that it is the work of all the people in our public worship of Almighty God. On Sunday morning, in our Celebration of Holy Eucharist, it is in the Prayers of the People and in the singing of Hymns that our communal work of liturgy is expressed most beautifully. As such, St. John’s Liturgy Commission has focused on these two aspects of Sunday worship in our liturgical preparations for the Holy Season of Advent.

In September we gathered to study the four Gospels appointed for the four Sundays of Advent. After reading and listening to the Holy Scriptures, we discussed and collected the theological themes, ideas, words, and symbols which captured our imaginations or spoke most vividly to our hearts. We then split into two “teams” – the Prayer Team and the Hymn Team – to begin working on our respective liturgical tasks.

On page 383 of The Book of Common Prayer, we are invited to make adaptations and insertions to the six traditional forms of the Prayers of the People. The Prayer team wrestled with all that we had gleaned from the Advent Gospels, and we discerned a common theme of Transformation undergirding all four pericopes. We also agreed that the Song of Mary or the Magnificat on the fourth Sunday of Advent is a remarkable culmination of our four-week pilgrimage of preparation for the Incarnation of God’s love in the Christ Child. The Prayer Team formulated the following bidding and response for the Prayers of the People this Advent:

Intercessor:        God of Transformation,
People:                 Prepare our souls to magnify you.  

We then assigned each person on our Prayer Team to compose one of the six traditional intercessions as follows:

  1. The universal church, her members, and her mission – Bill Sherfey
  2. The nation and all in authority – Bob Linehan
  3. The welfare of world/the earth – Cynthia Bronson Sweigert
  4. The concerns of the local community – Terry Dinovo
  5. Those who suffer and those in trouble – Craig Lemming
  6. The departed – Nancy Wellington

As Richard Gray, our Director of Music and co-convener of the Liturgy Commission said in our meeting, “Hymns don’t select themselves! We all need to be involved in selecting hymns that we love.” After pondering all of the ideas collected in our study of the Advent Gospels, the Hymn Team were invited to not only look for Hymns in the Advent section of the hymnal, but to “think outside the box” and to look for Hymns that captured the theological themes, ideas, words, and symbols in the Scriptures we studied. We are delighted that Margaret Thor, Keith Davis, Helen Boyer, Kathy Brown, Susan Moss, and Richard Gray as the Hymn Team have selected the Gospel Sequence and Communion hymns for Advent.

For the Season of Christmas, we will return to the traditional Forms of the Prayers of the People in the Prayer Book and Richard will select the Hymns. The Liturgy Commission has already studied the Gospels for the Season after The Epiphany and are now in the process of writing the Prayers of the People and selecting the entrance processional and retiring processional Hymns – except, the Prayer Team for Advent is now the Hymn Team for Season after The Epiphany, and vice-versa.

We are grateful for the hard work the Liturgy Commission is doing to create beautiful worship services at St. John’s. We trust that the Prayers of the People we have composed and the Hymns we have selected for Advent will edify our communal work of liturgical worship; preparing our souls to magnify God’s radical love made flesh in Christ Jesus.


Originally published in the November-December 2018 Evangelist.

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By the Rev. Barbara Mraz (originally published in the November-December 2016 Evangelist)


When Linda and Vincent Lemming were told that their son had talent, he was nine years old, and it was in regard to his musical gifts. However, most of us at St. John’s know that this is only one facet of this extraordinary man’s abilities.

Born in 1982 in Harare, Zimbabwe (until 1980 the segregated British colony of Rhodesia), Craig was educated in Dominican and Jesuit boys’ schools. He had been encouraged to sing from age six by Sister Margaret, one of his teachers. And sing he did. In chapel, in concerts, in classes. He admits to being “a fabulous Virgin Mary” in a school pageant. “Music was my lifesaver in high school,” he says. “It was my way to get through those difficult adolescent years.”


Graduating from high school at age 18, Craig worked for a year for a cinema with officials from the Zimbabwe Department of Censorship where he watched films coming from various countries. Craig was told what scenes had to be censored for the film to be shown locally– swear words, sexuality, inappropriate political messages. “There were very restrictive standards, but it was there that I fell in love with film. If you have seen Cinema Paradiso, that was my world!” A favorite memory was Mother’s Day when he was able to get an entire theater reserved for his mother to watch the new movie version of her favorite book, Angela’s Ashes.


In the last two years of high school, when school wasn’t in session, Craig toured with the Zimbabwean choir called Tabatana, twelve young men who toured England, Scotland, and the United States. In New York City, Craig auditioned for a noted choir master and eventually was awarded a scholarship to the New England Conservatory of Music in Boston. He was one of only five nonwhites in a class of 200.

“Coming here was a huge cultural shock. I was nineteen years old, an immigrant, and I had to come to terms with who I was. My father was Roman Catholic, my mother Anglican. I was trying to understand being bi-racial, bi-sexual, bi-denominational, and being from a working class background in southern Africa, with parents who weren’t keen on my being in another country or on my pursuing a career in music. And all of this was happening in the very prestigious, elite and competitive environment of a conservatory in Boston! I had to work three times as hard to learn what I needed to learn and how to sing in German, Italian, French, and English plus learning the craft of singing in the classical tradition. The exams were juried in the different languages. If you failed at all, you were out. So this, plus three jobs, made for constant work.”

Craig also got a church job during this time singing at King’s Chapel, a Unitarian Church which uses the 1662 Book of Common Prayer! He adds, “Here also I encountered my first ordained woman celebrating the Eucharist as well as my first openly gay man who was an ordained minister. It was life-changing.”

Perlman, MacDonald, Marsalis and Ailey

Craig then worked for the Celebrity Series of Boston as an educational associate: “I had the privilege of bringing magnificent artists into the inter-city schools, people such as Audra MacDonald, Itztak Perlman, Wynton Marsalis, and the Alvin Ailey American Dance Theater. I would make the arrangements, pick them up at the airport and drive them. These schools had high concentrations of students of color and when these artists would begin to perform you would watch entire lives being transformed.”

Indiana: Master of Music

Craig went on to graduate school at Indiana University’s Jacobs School of Music in Bloomington: “Here I was radically welcomed into a wonderful group of faculty, clergy and students who met weekly for a Eucharist and dinner. The conversations were magnificent and one of my mentors showed me how I could rethink who I might be as a priest. She was LGBT- affirming and pushed back the boundaries for me. Also, this was home because it was Protestant AND Catholic. Here amidst the cornfields these Episcopalian people celebrated who I was.”

Craig then came to St. Paul where he served for five years as tenor, concert production, and tour manager for the early music group, The Rose Ensemble.


With the help of Phillip Baird, Jered, and Keely Morgan, Craig discerned a call to the priesthood—something he heard for the first time at age fourteen. He says this about his calling: “What draws me most to the Priesthood is standing on sacred ground as a witness, a companion on the journey, an usher, when another creature of God is crossing a threshold. All of the sacraments are holy thresholds. It’s an immense privilege to be with people in those moments of joy and grief, in the fullest parts of their humanity. To help them not only make memories, but to make meaning of their existence. And it is Scripture which brings to life the brokenness of humanity and also the magnificence of what it means to be a creature of God.”

He will finish at United Seminary this year as well as serving as the program director of Circle of the Beloved; Episcopal Service Corps, which he established in the Twin Cities.

He adds, “It was my discovery of the life and work of Archbishop Desmond Tutu, The Right Rev. Barbara Harris, and the consecration of The Most Rev. Michael Curry that really convinced me I could do this. I don’t think I had really thought it possible before then.”

Clearly, scores of others did.



“For seven years Craig Lemming has been my Zimbabwean adopted son and I, a stand-in father, for his wonderful parents.

“Craig will not be a ‘professional’ priest; rather, he will be a priest of the highest understanding of that order, in the tradition of worker priests of the Oxford Movement. He will exemplify the best liturgical traditions of the Anglican Church and I who will witness this will be forever grateful and proud.”

—Phillip Baird


“Craig leads this new ministry with faith, grace, integrity, and the steady hand of wisdom. His own life manifests the theme ‘kinship across lines of difference’.”

—The Rev. Susan Moss




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Yesterday St. John’s held our Chili Bowl Cook-off, an annual fundraiser for our Hearts to Homes ministry that helps families coming out of homelessness. If you weren’t able to give at the event, you can still donate online or by text (click this link for all details).

Congratulations to the winners!


Diane Wallace-Reid also shared some things to think about in the November-December 2018 Evangelist:

Home for me is a well-stocked kitchen, flowers on the table, family pictures on the wall, my grandmother’s quilt draped on the bed, a window to the garden.

When I see a guy with his home on his back, a person with a shopping cart filled with his worldly possessions, or a woman with bulging shopping bags and several layers of clothing slogging down the street, I wonder: “Where is home for them? Is it over a heat vent in an alley, a spot under a bridge, the tent city along Franklin Avenue or Hiawatha?”

The contrast is almost unbearable to think about. Homelessness gets to me.

What’s there to do? Wring our hands and hope someone else is taking care of things? Do we take Jesus literally that “the poor will always be with us” and look the other way? Do we hand them money or a water bottle and then drive on? Do we act on the words of Jesus in Matthew 25: “Truly I tell you, just as you did it to one of the least of these, you did it to me?” Do other questions come to mind?

Knowing that Christ is as present in them as in me, I am moved to compassion and action. If you feel as I do, there are ways to respond. People are stepping up in our community and in our ministries at St. John’s.

Our Hearts to Homes ministry provides financial support and personal one-on-one mentoring for families coming out of homelessness. To learn more, contact Margaret Thor at margaretcthor@gmail.com.

Our Project Home ministry provides overnight housing at St. John’s for the month of February. To learn more, contact Holly and Don Weinkauf at betterwein@gmail.com.

In this season of abundance, as we ponder ways to share our time, talent and treasure, let’s give thought to the homeless among us.


Homelessness in Minnesota:

How many are there?  In 2013, the Wilder Foundation counted 9,312 people as homeless in Minnesota but estimated perhaps 15,000 people experiencing homelessness on any given night in Minnesota, 12% of them children.

Why don’t they get a job? Many homeless people are working fulltime jobs at minimum wage.  A minimum wage of $9.25/hour equals $1,480 gross per month, too much money to qualify for food stamps, but not enough money to afford a one-bedroom apartment in St. Paul—the average cost of which is over $1,000/month and rising.

What got them to this place?  Lack of affordable housing. Lack of employment. Chronic health conditions.  Histories of abuse or violence. Discriminatory housing policies and other systemic inequities. And lots of other things embedded in their past. Each homeless person has a personal story as complex as our own.


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By the Rev. Barbara Mraz

As her name was announced and she stepped up to receive her college diploma, the school choir burst forth with the Hallelujah Chorus from Handel’s Messiah, an enthusiastic acknowledgment of a remarkable accomplishment and a dream realized.

Her journey brought her from war-torn Liberia to Morris Brown University in Atlanta and in 2004 to the Twin Cities. Today she is a mother of two impressive young daughters, a mental health practitioner and also a member of St. John’s. Hers is a story of personal and family strength, steadfast commitment, and the saving power of community.



She grew up in Robertsport, a small city in Liberia that was densely populated by Muslims. It was a close community; everyone knew one another including the kids. Her father was a traveling judge, and eventually an associate justice on the Supreme Court of Liberia. An older brother became a professor at the University of Liberia.

Her father loved his church, St. John’s Irving Memorial Episcopal Church, founded by Baptist missionaries from the U.S. He held virtually every position in his parish including senior warden, and was also chair of the Diocesan Council and Chancellor of the Diocese. Her mother was a practicing Muslim. Wuyah explains, “My siblings and I knew what Ramadan was and not to interrupt my mother when she was praying, but she also woke us up in the morning to go to church. She was there for all of our activities and reminded us when it was time to go to choir practice.” (Wuyah sang in the church choir from age seven until she came to America). “My mother held me when I was baptized and was present later when I was confirmed at age 12. Christians and Muslims got along fine in my community so I was confused and then shocked when I came to the U.S, and saw so much discord, intolerance and prejudice.”



In the early Nineties when Wuyah was thirteen, civil war broke out in Liberia. The family was forced to leave their home and city and flee to the west coast near Sierra Leone. Three years later, they returned to find their city in ruins. The roof had been blown off the school (although they still resumed classes there, without the roof). Her farther had lost his law practice and the family‘s finances were decimated. Wuyah lost two brothers during the war and a host of friends and relatives. After her brother Matthew was shot by a Nigerian soldier at a check point, Wuyah rushed to the scene and witnessed his lifeless body dragged and thrown into the back of a truck. Instantly, her world changed: She would leave her country and somehow go to college in America.

Her father had earned a Master’s degree himself at the State University of Illinois and had taught her: “Education is the key that will unlock the doors.” She believed him.



Immediately, Wuyah went to the American Embassy and applied for a visa. One requirement was to have a support system in America—relatives, friends, someone who could help provide financial support. She had none of these but told the interviewer ,”I can’t live in this country any more.” She related the murders of family members and the death of her brother. She was told to come back the next day.

When she did, the interviewer said, “I believe in you and God bless you.” She handed Wuyah her passport. Inside was her visa.

Immediately she began researching schools and sent out numerous applications. She had decided that that the first school to accept her would be where she would go. That school was Morris Brown College in Atlanta, an historically-black school originally affiliated with the African-American Episcopal Church.

She arrived at Morris Brown in 1997 and started attending classes, not knowing she was not officially registered. After a month she went to the registrar’s office and admitted she had no money, no scholarship, and no obvious means of support. When asked about her interests she said, “I think I can sing.”

She met with the head of the Music Department and formed a lasting friendship with the woman who would become her mentor. She cleaned houses, she slept on people’s couches, and along the way she received scholarships to help her. She graduated with a degree in Business Management and Accounting and a 3.8 grade average, Magna Cum Laude.



In Atlanta, Wuyah had two children, Geegbey and Hawah Sharon, “named for my African and American mothers.” (Hawah was her mother’s name; Sharon was the name of the music director at Morris Brown.)

With her daughters in tow, Wuyah came to Minnesota in 2004 because she found she had cousins here. “I didn’t realize it would be so cold,” she admits.

Wuyah remembers: “For a time I was really struggling; my girls were ages three and under one. I stayed with a cousin, I stayed with a friend, I had no job and no transportation. However, I befriended a woman in the Liberian community who then introduced me to some other women about my mother’s age. There were nine of them and they embraced me; they babysat for me every day so that I could find a job and go to work.”



Wuyah got a job at Wells Fargo in the mortgage department and a second job at a human services agency, two full-time jobs. Her daily schedule would be to get up and be on her way by 5:00am and drop off the kids so as to be at work by 6:00. She finished her second job at 10:00pm, picked up the kids at 10:30 and then went home to make lunches and get ready for the next day. She slept four hours a night. She did this for five years.

She says she often wondered where she got the strength, why she didn’t break down. She says,” I believe in the concept of parental blessing. I believe my parents were praying for me. I believe you have to honor your parents and every word that comes out of their mouths. My father taught me that to whom much is given, much is required. He believed in high standards, in respect for elders.”

Wuyah’s culture require her to take care of her parents, siblings and other family members. She is the bread winner for her family. For the past twenty years, she has consistently shared her monthly earnings with siblings, parents, nieces, nephews and others. She has paid tuition for over fifty family members. She is responsible for medical bills and emergencies for her family, not only in Liberia but also in Ghana.

She had subsequent jobs working with the elderly and this led her to a Master’s degree in Health and Human Services at St. Mary’s University; she is about to receive a second Master’s there in Human Resources Management. She managed a Traumatic Brain Injury program and now is a social worker working in the field of mental health. (“There is not one mental health agency in Liberia,” she notes.) She and her daughters live in Maple Grove.

Wuyah looked at churches in the Twin Cities for a long time before coming to St John’s. It was the choir and the warmth of the welcome that convinced her to stay. Now she is a mentor for a Hearts to Homes family and notes, “It would cost people a lot of money to get these services and they are provided free. The fact that St. John’s does this is a very big deal.”



In 2014 she was struck by yet another tragedy. The Ebola outbreak in Liberia took the lives of her older sister and a niece; a total of 14 family members died in less than two weeks. Yet Wuyah says, “Despite experiences of 13 years of civil conflict, hardships and tragedies, I am not bitter but remain grateful because God has never failed me.”


Wuyah’s personal strength and steadfast belief continue to have positive effects, large and small, on those around her. One day her daughters rushed by another young girl in the apartment lobby. Wuyah insisted that they come back and introduce themselves to each other. Now they walk home from school together.

“Hallelujah” indeed.


Originally published in the January-February 2018 Evangelist.

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