when you talk about Jeremiah?”
She had started the conversation by saying,
in the classroom after opening the class with prayer.
and automatically are exposed to the Gospel.
I explained his death is preaching the Gospel.
But, it still is sad.
Our family was touched by the martyrdom of Jeremiah Small,
a man known to our family since he was in his early teens.
Yet, I cannot pretend that our pain is anywhere close to the loss
his very loving, close, faithful family is feeling.
(listen to his father’s interview the night his son was martyred)
We met him at Box T Bible and Saddle Camp in Hurdsfield, ND
run by Florence and Lewellyn Tewksbury where my husband was the Bible teacher.
Even as a young man, his faith set him apart from the other campers.
I was able to spend hours with him in the garden pulling weeds
and picking his brain.
Since the Bible camp was on a farm, every afternoon the activity was farm work.
Some weeded. Some cut firewood.
Some shoveled manure. Some branded calves.
Based on Jeremiah’s life, I figured his mom, a homeschooling mother of 7,
must have been doing a great job, so I plied Jeremiah with questions.
My kids were young and I knew I had much to learn.
We worked together for serveral years when Jeremiah returned as a counsellor.
Ten years later, when our family moved to WA,
we learned the Small family had also moved there to work at Shiloh Bible Camp.
I was thrilled to finally meet the parents of this amazing young man.
His parents have continued to prove faithful through the death of their son.
For some reason, both the martyr and the shooter were memorialized together,
something that wouldn’t happen in America.
Dan and Becky Small, along with four of their children,
stood on stage with the family of the student who shot their son.
They hugged the parents of their son’s murderer.
There was nothing fake or phony about this action,
their searing pain did not hinder them from acting as a Christian should.
That is amazing grace.
It’s also amazing that Jeremiah was the first Christian memorialized in a mosque.
That is amazing.
An article was written about this preemptive love that shocked
a land used to vengeance and hatred.
They had not expected the family to come bury their son with love and forgiveness.
anybody who knew Jeremiah for more than 15 minutes,
knew he was incapable of that.
Others may argue with him, but he would listen patiently and give a calm answer.
A truthful answer, an answer that would never tickle ears or deny the Lord,
but he would answer graciously.
Here’s a better article that describes the events that led up to
Jeremiah being shot by his student in the classroom.
with strong faith, a victorious testimony and a growing love for their Savior.
A beautiful tribute was published by the Kurdistan Tribune,
and written by a student who is grieved that a man
who came to serve, was killed by one he came to serve.
Read “What It Means to Kill A Teacher.”
Jeremiah was only 33 years old.
Who does that remind you of?
A student’s YouTube tribute.
This is another student’s tribute, but it includes some scenes from classroom.
Skip from 54 seconds to 1 minute 13 seconds is blood bothers you.
I didn’t know it was coming when I found this on Facebook
and it made me weep.
Pray for the family as they learn to live without their
Death leaves no sting for the one going to their eternal rest,
the sting is for those left behind.
Pray for the students who were in the classroom at the time.
Pray for the power of the Gospel to go forth.
Unless a grain of wheat falls to the earth and dies,
it cannot bear fruit.
May much fruit come from the death of the Lord’s precious saint,