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In loving memory of Ray Martin
1/20/1943
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12/10/2016
Location:
Omaha,
Nebraska
Visits:
16,091
Ray Martin was born Beneath a Winter's Sky in 1943 to Wilbur and Elsie in Chaseley, North Dakota. Ray learned to care for his community working alongside his dad in the Martin Grocery Store. Ray fueled his faith next to his little brother, Warren, and other youth in the Bowdon Community Church of God. He planted a caring heart hosting church guests in their home with his baby sister, Betty Jo (Shrout).
Under another winter sky in '67 Ray entered into a life long partnership with the smartest, most beautiful, kindest, strongest, wisest, loving and lovable woman he could find, Nina Patrie. Freshly degreed from Warner Pacific College in Oregon, Pastor Ray extended his big heart to people in churches across North Dakota, Colorado and Nebraska before God expanded the call overseas. The Martins, now a team of 4, having added a son, Scott Ray, and a daughter Julie Joy (Stoll ) extended their love to the people of East Africa. It was under another winter sky in January of 1980 that the Martins boarded a plane bound for Mt. Kilimanjaro. It was in the Mara that Ray met his age-mate and brother Jackson Ole Teleo, and they joined Benson Shibangi. These two men, and others joined the Ray and Nina partnership to lead a dynamic varied ministry of health clinics, churches, a Bible College and even a cheese factory. This ministry today shines brightly under the African skies, in the form of schools and orphanages and vibrant, empowered Churches.
Under the gray skies In the blustery North Dakota winter of 1988 the Churches of the United Methodist and the communities of Mandan, Steele, and Arthur began to receive a blessing that lasting over 17 years. The team of Ray and Nina with the ever present collaboration of Scott and Julie came hone again. Pastor Ray brought his gentle touch to the pastoral care and community leadership of these towns.
How many babies were held in Ray's hands? How many hands did he bring together in marriages? How many hands did he hold and later lovingly mold as they took their last breaths.
Ray loved people well in each season of life, but it was the winter of people's life that Ray connected best. He studied and explored how we humans transitioned from this life to the next and then guided us through. Serving his final years of ministry as a Hospice Chaplain, Ray brought a calm to the wintery storms of people's lives, not only with the patients but the staff as well. He brought joy in the midst of sadness, he planted life in the midst of death. In the winter of 2016 he left this planet and our lives here better than he found them. Ray loved life, but he loved to love life with others especially those grandkids Dominic, Josiah, Nate, Dan and Anya!
Ray had an especial close relationship with his nieces and nephews who love him as much as he loved them.
Ray was always looking to include one more, to side with the underdog, to feed the hungry, care for the planet, to help us and feed us so we could grow. Ray's signature gesture was not a finger to hush nor a wag of disapproval, it was a thumbs up of affirmation, of encouragement, of HOPE. The family hopes to extend this legacy and invites all to join them to trust too much, care too much, live too much, because that is just the right amount.
Rather than sending flowers, plant some. If you want to express your appreciation through a gift, please do so through one of the following: Hospice House https://www.donationpay.org/hospicehouseomaha/ , Anderson University http://www.anderson.edu/support/gift or plant a tree with one of several wonderful organizations.
But most of all bring others in from the cold and hug them tight beneath the Winter's Sky.
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