If the world seems cold to you, kindle fires to warm it.
Lucy Larcom, 1824-1893
American Editor, Poet, Mill Worker
For God alone my soul waits in silence;
from him comes my salvation.
The Reverend William T. Rambo kindled many fires to warm this world. He traversed Long Island as a young minister planting churches, raising his family, sowing peace. He will be remembered warmly, musically, joyfully at his memorial service at the First Presbyterian Church of Northport in Northport, New York this coming Saturday. I must say for all his warmth, his difference to the church, his caring for others in his retirement and theirs, the story that shines brightest for me is this: On the last day of school when my eldest was around seven or eight, we met Rev. Rambo in the local Hallmark store. He greeted my daughter and asked her why she was so happy. “Because it is the last day of school!” she replied. Bill took her hands and there, in the Hallmark store they began to dance. “We must have a last day of school dance then, mustn’t we?!” And dance they did.
Bill met all of God’s children right where they were, and kindled the fire right there, loved them in his own way, in a way they could understand. He left them with a smile, a consolation, a reason to seek peace, a new thought, a higher thought. Because of Bill, as I look out over the night, I see many campfires burning, and new friendships being formed. That is the work he did in life. Blessed assurance was his as he followed His Master home.
Today, as you go about your daily tasks, take the road of kindle fire. For God so loved the world.
Because of Him,