Wednesday, July 22, 2026

Naomi Koerwitz Dassow: A Life of Faith, Service, Compassion, and Lasting Legacy


 


A Life of Faith, Service, Compassion, and Lasting Legacy

Naomi Koerwitz Dassow was a woman of deep Christian faith, quiet courage, practical compassion, and lasting influence. She lived her life as a servant of Christ, using her gifts as a nurse, wife, mother, friend, church servant, volunteer, chaplain, encourager, advocate for life, and woman of prayer.

Naomi’s life was not marked by self-promotion. It was marked by faithful presence. She showed up where there was need. She opened her home. She welcomed people. She cared for the vulnerable. She listened. She prayed. She encouraged. She served quietly and consistently. She trusted God’s providence.

Her life included Lutheran roots, rural nursing in the hills of Kentucky, infertility and adoption, caring for children from other countries after surgery, involvement in pro-life ministry, mission connections in Baja, years of church service, Red Cross volunteer work, Salvation Army chaplaincy, prayer ministry, women’s jail ministry, and a long journey of faith through illness and dialysis.

Her life planted many seeds—some she saw grow, and many others she may only now see from heaven.


Early Life and Christian Foundation

Naomi H. Koerwitz was born on February 5, 1949, in Niles, Michigan, to Norman and Helen Koerwitz. She grew up with strong family roots, a love for learning, and a Christian foundation that shaped the direction of her life.

Naomi attended Lutheran schools as she grew up, including Milwaukee Lutheran High School. She credited those Lutheran school years as an important beginning point in her faith journey. The Scriptures, worship, Christian teaching, and the influence of faithful teachers and Christian community helped form a foundation that stayed with her throughout her life.

Naomi later attended the University of Wisconsin–Eau Claire, where she earned her nursing degree in 1971. A high school and college friend, Lauri, later remembered their graduation day with these words:

“In June of 1971 on our sunny windy graduation day, we stood together joyously on the campus lawn. As our parents snapped pictures of us, we both knew we were taking something ‘out into the world’ with us that was far better than an education!”

That statement beautifully describes Naomi’s life. She did not merely take knowledge into the world. She took faith, compassion, courage, and a servant’s heart.

During those formative years, Naomi’s faith deepened. She hosted Bible studies, attended the Urbana Missions Conference, and began asking where God might use her nursing gifts. She was interested in mission work and in the Frontier Nursing Service in Kentucky. Although that specific path did not unfold exactly as she first imagined, God was already directing her steps.

One of Naomi’s own writings from about 50 years ago reveals her heart. Writing under the name “Ann,” she wondered whether she might serve in an even more remote place where nurses were needed. She reflected on Psalm 119:133:

“Direct my footsteps according to your word.”

That prayer became part of the direction of her life.


A Calling to Nursing and Service

Naomi’s work as a nurse was more than a career. It was a calling.

After graduation, she taught nursing for a time and served in public health near Augusta, Wisconsin. But her heart was drawn toward places where the needs were greater and resources were fewer. She wanted to use her training where it could make a real difference.

That desire eventually led her to Buckhorn, Kentucky, near Hazard, in the rugged Appalachian region. From about 1975 to 1977, Naomi worked as an RN in a small rural health clinic alongside Lucille LeBeau, a midwife who became an important friend, mentor, and ministry partner.

Lucille was about 15 years older than Naomi. She was more experienced, deeply committed to the Lord, and a strong Christian believer. Richard later came to believe that much of Lucille’s faith, courage, and servant spirit rubbed off on Naomi during that foundational season.

Naomi drove her Jeep through the hollers of Kentucky to visit mothers, babies, and families who had limited access to medical care. These were not ordinary home visits. They were acts of courage, mercy, and faith. She crossed difficult terrain, traveled narrow roads, carried supplies, and entered homes where healthcare was desperately needed.

Her work brought more than medical help. It brought reassurance. It brought dignity. It brought the love of Christ in practical form.


Buckhorn, Kentucky: Seeds Planted in Faith

Naomi’s time in Buckhorn became one of the defining chapters of her life. She was a young single nurse, around 27 years old, serving in a remote and challenging area. She was not there for comfort, recognition, or advancement. She was there because she believed God had opened a door.

The people of Buckhorn and Hazard lived in a rugged region where access to healthcare could be difficult. Naomi and Lucille served through a small clinic, making mother and baby visits, providing public health nursing, and offering support to families who needed both medical care and personal encouragement.

Naomi later remembered the people, the stories, and the challenges of that season. She told of winter roads, difficult drives, and even a time when her Jeep went off the road and a logging truck helped pull her back. She also carried supplies across the Kentucky River for visits. These images capture Naomi’s determination: a nurse with a servant’s heart, going wherever care was needed.

The clinic eventually closed. It was not because the need had disappeared. The hospitals and government systems wanted patients to come to the hospitals, and rural clinics like the one in Buckhorn were closed. For Naomi, leaving was difficult. She loved the people and the work. Yet even in that disappointment, God’s providence was unfolding.

Her return to Milwaukee would lead to the next chapter of her life.

The seeds Naomi planted in Buckhorn did not end when she left. Her care, prayers, visits, and witness continued to bear fruit in ways she may never have fully known on earth.


Lucille LeBeau: Mentor, Midwife, and Spiritual Influence

Lucille LeBeau deserves special mention in Naomi’s life story.

Lucille was a midwife, a nurse, a strong Christian believer, and a woman of courage and service. She and Naomi worked together in Buckhorn and shared life during those years. Lucille was older, more experienced, and had already lived a remarkable life of service. Her influence on Naomi was significant.

After Buckhorn, Lucille continued in Christian service. Among other things, she helped smuggle Bibles into China. Later in life, she served as a prayer warrior with a Christian ministry called Advancing Native Missions.

Lucille is still alive at age 92, and Richard hopes to visit her soon to thank her for the important part she played in Naomi’s life.

Sometimes God places people in our lives for a season, but their influence lasts a lifetime. Lucille was one of those people for Naomi.


Meeting Richard and Building a Life Together

After returning to Milwaukee, Naomi met Richard Dassow. Their meeting later in life was not random; Richard has often reflected on it as part of God’s providence. Naomi was 30, and Richard was 39 when they married on April 21, 1979, at Divine Shepherd Lutheran Church.

Their marriage became a partnership of faith, family, service, and care. They were different in some ways, but united in Christ and in a shared desire to serve others. Over 45 years of marriage, they built a life shaped by commitment, adoption, ministry, hospitality, prayer, and perseverance.

Richard and Naomi were not only husband and wife. They were teammates.

Looking back, Richard has come to realize that in many ways Naomi was the real leader. She had many of the qualities that made ministry fruitful: compassion, steadiness, hospitality, patience, discernment, nursing wisdom, and a quiet servant’s heart. Richard was there to learn, support, encourage, and walk beside her in the work God gave them to do.

Everything they did as volunteers, they did as a team.


Divine Shepherd Lutheran Church and the Seventy Niners

For the first 20 years of their marriage, Richard and Naomi were members of Divine Shepherd Lutheran Church, the church where they were married.

Only a few months after their wedding, Naomi took the initiative to invite newly married couples to their home for a home fellowship Bible study. That was in 1979. Over time, the group became known as the “Seventy Niners.”

What began as Naomi’s simple invitation grew into a close Christian fellowship that lasted for about 15 years. Richard and Naomi led the group in the beginning. Later, recognizing the value of pastoral leadership, they encouraged Pastor Bruce and his wife to lead the group. Bruce was also a teacher at Milwaukee Lutheran High School, where Naomi had attended.

The Seventy Niners became much more than a Bible study. It became a community. Many of the couples had children. Families went camping together. Children grew up together. Friendships deepened. Faith was shared, encouraged, and lived out in ordinary family life.

All of that began because Naomi took the initiative and asked young couples to come to their home for Bible study.

It was another example of Naomi planting seeds.


Infertility, Resolve, and the Miracle of Adoption

Another important part of Naomi’s life was her involvement with Resolve, the infertility self-help group.

Naomi knew personally the heartache, questions, and longing that can come with infertility. Rather than allowing that pain to turn inward, she used it as a way to help others.

Naomi became a member of Resolve and also served on the board. Through that role, she became a resource and encouragement for families who were considering adoption. She helped people think through the process, ask good questions, and take steps forward with hope.

Very shortly after Naomi’s involvement with Resolve, Richard and Naomi began training so they could adopt children themselves. What followed became one of the great miracles of their lives.

God opened the door for them to adopt two blood brothers from Korea, both 100% Korean. Then, within a short time, Richard and Naomi were asked to become the parents of an unborn child. That story, too, became part of God’s providence.

Their family did not come together in an ordinary way. It came together through prayer, waiting, training, faith, and a series of open doors that Richard and Naomi could only describe as miracles from the Lord.

Naomi’s heart for adoption was not theoretical. She lived it. She helped others walk toward it. And then she and Richard became adoptive parents themselves.


Motherhood and Family

Together, Richard and Naomi adopted three children: Michael, Peter, and Ami. Motherhood was another important part of Naomi’s calling.

Naomi loved her children deeply. She understood that family was not merely biological. Family was a gift, a calling, and a stewardship from God. The adoption of their children was not a second-best plan. It was part of God’s providence and grace in their lives.

Like many families, their journey included joys, challenges, prayers, burdens, and hopes carried over many years. Naomi’s love for her family was steady, faithful, and prayerful.

She had a heart for children before she became a mother, and that heart continued through adoption, family life, volunteering, and ministry.


Heal the Children: Caring for Children After Surgery

Naomi was also involved with Heal the Children, a national organization that brought young children to the United States for medical operations they could not receive in their home countries.

Richard and Naomi became temporary “parents” to children who came for surgery. After their operations, these children needed a safe and caring home while they recovered before returning to their families and countries.

Richard and Naomi cared for two children through this ministry. One was a young Korean girl who had heart surgery. Another was a young boy from Guatemala who came two different times, totaling about a year of care.

This ministry was possible because Naomi was a nurse and, at the time, worked part time—every other weekend. Her medical background, steady compassion, and willingness to open her home made it possible for Richard and Naomi to serve these children together.

Again, they served as a team.

Naomi brought the nursing knowledge, the motherly care, and the quiet confidence needed for such a ministry. Richard came alongside her. Together, they opened their home to children who needed healing, safety, and love.


A Heart for Life: Care Net and Pro-Life Ministry

Naomi also volunteered with Care Net, serving as a phone person who took calls from young women who were considering abortion or facing crisis pregnancies. This was another expression of Naomi’s heart for life, compassion, and practical help.

She was not simply interested in a cause. She cared about people. She listened. She responded with gentleness. She wanted women in difficult situations to know that they were not alone and that there were people willing to help.

Richard and Naomi were also involved together in other pro-life activities. As in so many areas of their lives, this was not just something Naomi believed; it was something she acted on.

Her faith moved her toward service.


Baja, Gretchen, and Foundation for His Ministry

Another important adventure in Naomi’s life involved her sister Gretchen, who was a cancer nurse at Children’s Hospital.

Naomi and Gretchen once flew to San Diego, rented a van, and drove a baby back to her home in Baja after cancer surgery. It was a six-hour trip through unfamiliar territory—an adventure for two courageous women who were willing to serve where needed.

That trip became Naomi’s first connection with Baja.

In time, that experience helped lead Richard and Naomi into deeper involvement with Foundation for His Ministry in Baja. Charla, the founder of the mission, once said, “You will never be the same” after being at the mission.

For Richard and Naomi, that proved true.

They returned to Baja several times as a family. Those trips became another foundational part of Naomi and Richard’s life together. Like Buckhorn, Baja helped shape their understanding of service, mission, family, and God’s providence.

Naomi’s life had a pattern: she went where there was need, and when God opened a door, she walked through it.


Eastbrook Church: A Multicultural Season of Service

After their years at Divine Shepherd, Richard and Naomi gradually migrated to Eastbrook Church in Milwaukee, a multicultural and multigenerational church. Eastbrook became an important part of the next 20 years of their church life.

During that season, Richard was asked to join the staff after losing his job. He served for five years as administrative assistant to the senior pastor, Dr. Marc Erickson. Richard later resigned at age 65—not retired, but resigned—in order to spend more productive time as a volunteer in ministry outside the church. In my bio for a presentation I did at ECHO in Florida, it said I was “Refired”.

That detail belongs in the timeline, but the heart of this chapter remains Naomi’s faithful service.

Eastbrook was where Naomi became especially active in ministry. She served through the Food Pantry and at the Welcome and Information Desk, offering kindness, hospitality, and practical help to people from many backgrounds. Eastbrook’s multicultural ministry reflected something Naomi and Richard both valued: a glimpse of the diversity of the kingdom of God.

Naomi was not interested in recognition. She simply served. She welcomed people. She helped people. She cared about people.

She lived out her faith in practical ways.


The River: Prayer Ministry for Young People

At Eastbrook Church, Richard and Naomi were also involved in a ministry called The River. This was not a counseling ministry, but a prayer ministry for young people up to about age 22.

The River provided a place where young people could be prayed for, encouraged, and spiritually supported. Catherine Morrill was connected with this ministry, and it became another way Richard and Naomi could come alongside younger people with compassion and prayer.

This ministry fit Naomi’s heart. She was not forceful or intrusive. She knew how to listen, care, and pray. Whether serving mothers and babies in Kentucky, welcoming people at church, or praying with young people at Eastbrook, Naomi’s pattern was the same: she brought a quiet, faithful presence into places where people needed encouragement.


Sunday Morning Prayer Ministry

Naomi and Richard were also involved in Sunday morning prayer ministry at Eastbrook Church. Once or twice a month, at various services, they served as part of the prayer team after the worship service.

People were invited to come forward for prayer about any concern, burden, decision, illness, family situation, or spiritual need in their lives. Naomi and Richard prayed with people together, again serving as a team.

Naomi had a special ability to relate to women. She listened with compassion, gentleness, and spiritual sensitivity. Women could sense that she cared and that she was not simply offering words, but bringing them before the Lord in prayer.

This ministry reflected another important part of Naomi’s life: she believed prayer mattered. She believed God cared about the details of people’s lives. Whether in a home Bible study, a rural clinic, a jail ministry, a welcome desk, a young adult prayer ministry, or after a Sunday worship service, Naomi was willing to meet people where they were and help carry their burdens to the Lord.


Helping People Discover Their Gifts

At Eastbrook Church, Naomi’s ministry was not limited to the Food Pantry, Welcome Desk, The River, and Sunday morning prayer ministry. She also served as part of a small group that interviewed new members and others who wanted to discover their gifts and become involved in ministry.

This was a ministry that fit Naomi well. She could listen carefully, ask thoughtful questions, and help people recognize how God had shaped them through their passions, spiritual gifts, abilities, and life experiences.

Richard was part of that ministry too, but Naomi was especially gifted at it. She had the ability to draw people out and help them see that their lives mattered and that God had prepared them for service.

This ministry reflected one of the larger themes of Naomi’s life: helping people find where they belonged and where they could serve.


Women’s Jail Ministry at Ozaukee County Jail

Naomi was also involved in a women’s jail ministry at the Ozaukee County Jail. This was a weekly Saturday group Bible study with about 12 women in jail. Naomi served alongside two other women who helped lead the study.

This ministry reflected Naomi’s compassion for women who were in difficult and vulnerable circumstances. She believed the Word of God could bring hope, truth, dignity, and new beginnings. Her presence in that jail ministry was another expression of her quiet willingness to go where people needed encouragement.

Naomi did not serve only in comfortable places. She served in homes, clinics, churches, hospitals, mission settings, crisis ministries, and even a county jail. Wherever God opened a door, Naomi seemed willing to walk through it.


Red Cross Volunteer Service and Salvation Army Chaplaincy

Before becoming Salvation Army chaplains, Richard and Naomi served as volunteers with the Red Cross. They were involved in many different kinds of Red Cross service and training. Much of what the Red Cross did, they found some way to be part of.

Later, from 2015 to 2021, Richard and Naomi served together as volunteer chaplains with The Salvation Army in Milwaukee. This was separate from their Red Cross service. Their chaplaincy work through The Salvation Army allowed them to use their spiritual gifts, life experience, compassion, and training to comfort people in times of crisis.

They served in a diverse group of Christian chaplains representing many churches and denominations. Richard and Naomi saw this as a small picture of heaven—believers from many backgrounds serving together in Christ’s name.

Though they had once trained for disaster response through the Billy Graham Rapid Response Chaplain ministry, God used that preparation in a different way—right in Milwaukee, with people facing personal crises, grief, trauma, and need.

Once again, Naomi’s life showed the pattern of providence: training, preparation, closed doors, open doors, and faithful service wherever God placed her.


Alliance Bible Church: Faithful Service Close to Home

When COVID began, Richard and Naomi changed churches again for health reasons. They began attending Alliance Bible Church, which was closer to their home.

At Alliance, Naomi became a faithful participant in the women’s Bible studies. She valued the fellowship, the teaching, and the opportunity to continue growing in the Lord with other women.

Richard and Naomi also volunteered in the Acacia Academics ministry as helpers. Others did the mentoring, but Richard and Naomi came alongside the ministry in supportive roles. They also began serving as greeters at the church entrance, welcoming people as they arrived.

This completed the broad pattern of their church life together: Divine Shepherd Lutheran Church, Eastbrook Church, and Alliance Bible Church. Each season was different. Each season had its own purpose. In each place, Naomi found ways to serve.


Illness, Dialysis, and Faithful Endurance

Naomi lived with the effects of polycystic kidney disease, a condition that affected her extended family. Over time, PKD,kidney disease and dialysis became a major part of her life and Richard’s life with her.

Richard became her care partner. Together they learned home dialysis. Later, Naomi went to in-center dialysis three times a week, often very early in the morning. Her treatments began around 4:30 a.m.

During those hours, Richard often walked along the shore of Lake Michigan at Concordia University in Mequon. Many times, while Naomi was receiving dialysis, he walked near the lake and took pictures of the sun rising behind a cross along the bank of the walkway.

Those early morning walks became part of Richard’s spiritual journey as Naomi endured dialysis. The sunrise, the lake, and the cross became reminders of God’s presence, Naomi’s faith, and the hope of resurrection.

Those years were not easy, but they became another chapter of love, sacrifice, and faithfulness.

Naomi’s illness did not erase her faith. It revealed it.

Even as her body weakened, her trust in Christ remained. She spoke with hope about eternity. She wondered aloud, “Why am I having so much fun dying?”

That statement captures something profound about Naomi. She did not deny suffering, but she also did not see death as the end. She believed she was going home to Jesus.

Her advance directive reflected her faith and her desire for others to know Christ. She wanted her family and loved ones to open their hearts to Jesus so she could see them again in glory.


Naomi’s Homegoing

Naomi passed away on November 8, 2024, at the age of 75.

For Richard, her final breath was surrounded by a peace that surpassed understanding. Though the sorrow of separation was real, there was also assurance. Naomi belonged to Christ. Her suffering was over. Her faith had become sight.

Richard has often reflected on Naomi’s first experience in heaven: seeing Jesus face to face, being welcomed into His presence, reunited with loved ones, and entering the fellowship of the saints.

While we cannot know every detail of heaven, Christian hope assures us that for the believer, to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord.

Naomi’s earthly journey ended, but her life did not end. She is more alive  now than she ever was!

She is with Christ, awaiting the resurrection and the new heaven and new earth promised by God.


Naomi’s Legacy

Naomi’s legacy can be described in one word: seeds.

She planted seeds of faith.
Seeds of compassion.
Seeds of courage.
Seeds of hospitality.
Seeds of service.
Seeds of hope.
Seeds of life.
Seeds of mission.
Seeds of prayer.

She planted them as a young woman formed by Lutheran schools and Christian teaching.

She planted them in Buckhorn, Kentucky, as a nurse driving her Jeep through the hollers.

She planted them through Resolve, helping families who were facing infertility and considering adoption.

She planted them in her own family, as she and Richard adopted their children through what they came to see as miracles from the Lord.

She planted seeds through Heal the Children, caring for children from other countries after surgery.

She planted them through Care Net and other pro-life ministries, listening to women in difficult situations and offering compassion and help.

She planted them in Baja, through Foundation for His Ministry, after that first adventurous trip with her sister Gretchen opened a door to a larger mission connection.

She planted them in Milwaukee through nursing, home fellowship, church ministry, Red Cross service, Salvation Army chaplaincy, friendship, and family life.

She planted them at Eastbrook Church through the Food Pantry, the Welcome Desk, The River, Sunday morning prayer ministry, and helping people discover their gifts and find a place to serve.

She planted them through the women’s jail ministry at Ozaukee County Jail, helping lead a weekly Bible study for women who needed hope, truth, dignity, and the reminder that God had not forgotten them.

She planted them at Alliance Bible Church through women’s Bible study, Acacia Academics, and greeting people as they came to worship.

She planted them in her marriage to Richard.

She planted them in her children.

She planted them in the lives of people she welcomed, cared for, prayed with, listened to, and encouraged.

Many of those seeds were quiet. Some may have seemed small. Some may have gone unnoticed. But the kingdom of God often grows through small acts of faithfulness.

A Bible study in a home became the Seventy Niners.
A rural clinic became a lifelong foundation for service.
Infertility became a doorway to adoption and helping other families.
A nursing background became a way to care for children from other countries.
A phone ministry became a way to care for women in crisis.
A trip to Baja became a family mission connection.
A welcome desk became a ministry of kindness.
A prayer ministry for young people became a place of encouragement and hope.
A Sunday morning prayer team became a place where burdens were carried before the Lord.
A gift-discovery ministry helped others find their place in service.
A jail Bible study became a way to bring God’s Word to women in difficult circumstances.
A Red Cross volunteer role became preparation for wider service.
A Salvation Army chaplaincy became a way to comfort the hurting.
A dialysis journey became a witness of faith.
A marriage became a team of service.

Naomi may not have seen the full harvest in this life.

But heaven keeps perfect records.


A Short Bio Version

Naomi H. Koerwitz Dassow was born on February 5, 1949, in Niles, Michigan, and passed into the presence of the Lord on November 8, 2024. A graduate of the University of Wisconsin–Eau Claire School of Nursing, Naomi devoted her life to serving others through nursing, family, church ministry, volunteer work, adoption support, missions, pro-life ministry, prayer ministry, jail ministry, and chaplaincy.

Raised with a strong Lutheran foundation, Naomi attended Lutheran schools, including Milwaukee Lutheran High School, and credited those years as an important beginning of her faith. In the 1970s, she served as a rural health nurse in Buckhorn, Kentucky, near Hazard, where she worked with midwife Lucille LeBeau in a small clinic. Driving her Jeep through the hollers of Appalachia, she visited mothers, babies, and families with limited access to medical care. Her work there reflected her deep Christian faith and became a defining chapter of her life.

After returning to Milwaukee, Naomi married Richard Dassow in 1979 at Divine Shepherd Lutheran Church. Soon after marriage, Naomi invited other newly married couples into their home for Bible study. That group became known as the Seventy Niners and continued for about 15 years, becoming a close fellowship of couples and families.

Naomi was involved with Resolve, an infertility self-help group, and served on its board. Through that ministry, she became a resource for families considering adoption. Soon afterward, Richard and Naomi took adoption training and adopted two brothers from Korea. Later, they were asked to become the parents of an unborn child, another providential part of their family story.

Naomi also served through Heal the Children, caring for children from other countries who came to the United States for surgeries they could not receive at home. She volunteered with Care Net, taking phone calls from young women facing crisis pregnancies, and was involved in other pro-life activities. Her nursing background, faith, and compassion helped make these ministries possible.

Naomi and Richard were also shaped by mission involvement in Baja through Foundation for His Ministry. Naomi’s first connection with Baja came through an adventurous trip with her sister Gretchen, when they helped return a child home after surgery. Later, Richard and Naomi returned to Baja with their family several times, and that ministry became another foundational part of their life.

Over their 45 years of marriage, Naomi and Richard raised three adopted children and served together in many volunteer ministries. They were active at Divine Shepherd Lutheran Church, Eastbrook Church, and later Alliance Bible Church. Naomi served through Bible studies, home fellowship, food pantry ministry, welcome ministry, The River prayer ministry for young people, Sunday morning prayer ministry, helping people discover their gifts, women’s jail ministry at Ozaukee County Jail, Acacia Academics, greeting, Red Cross volunteer work, and Salvation Army chaplaincy.

Naomi lived with courage through kidney disease and dialysis, trusting Christ through suffering and facing eternity with peace and hope. Her life was marked by humility, compassion, perseverance, hospitality, prayer, and a deep love for Jesus. She leaves a legacy of seeds planted in faith—seeds that continue to grow in the lives of those she touched.


A Closing Reflection

Naomi’s life reminds us that faithfulness does not have to be loud to be powerful.

A young woman shaped by Christian faith.
A nurse driving a Jeep through the hills of Kentucky.
A wife standing beside her husband.
A mother formed through the miracle of adoption.
A woman helping other families consider adoption.
A temporary caregiver for children recovering from surgery far from home.
A listener on the phone with women facing life-changing decisions.
A sister willing to drive through Baja to bring a child home.
A woman inviting young couples into her home for Bible study.
A church volunteer welcoming strangers.
A guide helping others discover their gifts.
A prayer servant for young people.
A Sunday morning prayer partner carrying burdens before the Lord.
A women’s jail ministry volunteer bringing Scripture and hope.
A Red Cross volunteer ready to serve.
A Salvation Army chaplain comforting the hurting.
A woman facing illness with hope in Christ.

That was Naomi.

She lived her faith in practical ways. She served where God placed her. She planted seeds she may never have seen fully grow.

And now, by faith, we believe Naomi is with the Savior she loved, seeing clearly what we still see only in part.

Her journey continues in the presence of Christ, and her legacy continues here in the lives she touched.

 

A Closing Thought

If Naomi’s life says anything to us, it may be this:

Do not underestimate the seeds God asks you to plant.

 

A phone call can matter.

An invitation can mater.

A home Bible study can matter.

A visit to a family in need can matter.

A word of encouragement can matter.

A quiet act of service can matter.

 

We may not always see the harvest. Naomi did not see all of hers.

 

But God sees.

 

And in His time, He grows what was planted in faith.

 

“Let us praise the LORD together, and exalt His name.” — Psalm 34:3

 

And in closing, My life was shaped by the woman Jesus brought into my life. Naomi


 Naomi on the left and Lucile on the right. 

 


 Naomi and Richard: Volunteer Salvation Army Chaplains.

    Stone on the right side was given to us on our wedding day by Dorie Bahr, Pastor Bahr's wife.




 
 Picture a few months before Naomi's homecoming. Volunteering at TSU, The Student Union as helpers for Acacia (a mentoring ministry of Alliance Bible Church) 


 Naomi crossing the Kentucky River near Buckhorn in the mid 70's. Supplies in wheel barrel.


 Surprise birthday  party for Naomi with all retired nurses from The Northshore Health Dept. 

 

 

 


 

 

Going to People: The Shared Legacy of Lucille LeBeau and Naomi Koerwitz Dassow

 




Some lives are best understood not only by what people did, but by the direction in which they moved.

Lucille LeBeau and Naomi Koerwitz Dassow were nurses. But the word “nurse,” by itself, does not tell the whole story. Their lives were marked by something deeper: they went to people. They did not wait for suffering to become convenient. They did not limit compassion to an office, a desk, or an appointment schedule. They moved toward need.

As I look back now, I see more than coincidence. I see the sovereignty and providence of God.

Two different young Christian women, from different backgrounds and different Christian traditions, were brought together for a season in Buckhorn, Kentucky. They did not arrange the deeper meaning of that meeting. God did. Long before either of them was born, the Lord knew their days, their gifts, their sorrows, their service, and the ways their lives would touch others.

Psalm 139:16 says, “...all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.”

That verse gives me comfort. It reminds me that Lucille and Naomi’s meeting in Buckhorn was not an accident. It was part of a larger story God was writing.

Lucille had a nursing and ministry life before Naomi entered the story. Naomi also had a nursing life before Buckhorn. She taught nursing at Eau Claire State University and made public health visits to rural farm families near Augusta, Wisconsin. Even early in her career, Naomi’s work was not merely clinical. It was personal. It involved homes, families, roads, kitchens, questions, fears, and needs that could not always be seen from behind a desk.

Both Lucille and Naomi had experienced a renewal of faith in Jesus early in life. They came from different theological backgrounds, but they were Christian sisters in the Lord. That matters. Their shared faith was not just private belief. It became a kind of community between them.

They lived together. They worked together. They served together. In Buckhorn, that “sisters in the Lord” community was not a church phrase. It was daily life. It was prayer, fatigue, conversation, laughter, concern, service, and the practical demands of helping people in need. They were together in a 24/7 kind of way, and their faith shaped how they saw people.

For a season, Lucille and Naomi served in rural Appalachia. Lucille was older, experienced, and seasoned by years of nursing and ministry. Naomi was younger, learning, serving, and being shaped. Together they entered a world where public health was not an abstract idea. It was a road to a remote home. It was a mother needing help. It was a sick child. It was a family without easy access to care. It was faith with boots on.

Their influence went out into the community not only as nurses, but as Christian women who carried the compassion of Christ with them.

I think of something Lauri Thompson said back at their college graduation. While parents were snapping pictures, these young women were taking something more than a college degree out into the world. They were taking faith, calling, gifts, training, and a willingness to serve.

That was true of Naomi. And I believe it was true of Lucille too.

The Buckhorn season may have been short in years, but not in influence. It became part of Naomi’s foundation. God used Lucille in Naomi’s life. And Naomi carried that spirit into the rest of her own calling.

After their paths parted, God had a different plan for Lucille and a different plan for Naomi.

Lucille’s life continued in varied ways of service and ministry. Her story included Brazil, Kentucky, Christian retreat ministry, China-related mission work, Haiti, and other forms of nursing and compassionate service. She continued to be a woman who crossed distances for the sake of others.

Naomi returned to Milwaukee and continued nursing in hospitals, home care, and public health. She later spent many years with the North Shore Health Department. She volunteered with the Red Cross, going to fires and crisis situations. She served with the Salvation Army as a volunteer chaplain. She trained with the Billy Graham Rapid Response Team because her heart was ready to go to people in distress.

This was the thread: Naomi went toward people.

And then, in God’s providence, I became part of Naomi’s story. I met her later in life, after waiting many years. We were married for 45 years. I saw her faith, her service, her suffering, her humor, her courage, and her love for the Lord. I also saw how deeply nursing and public health were woven into who she was.

Naomi’s life was shortened by PKD, yet her calling was not shortened. Her body became weak, but her life still bore witness. She had spent years caring for others, and in her final season she also received care. Even that became part of the story God was writing.

Lucille and Naomi were not identical. Their lives began in different places and followed different paths. But for a time, their paths joined in Buckhorn. And in that joining, one woman helped shape another. Lucille’s life touched Naomi’s life. Naomi’s life then touched many others.

That is legacy.

Legacy is not only a plaque, a bench, or a memory preserved in writing, though those things can be meaningful. Legacy is also continuation. It is the passing forward of a calling. It is one life helping another life become more faithful, more courageous, more useful, and more available to God.

Maybe this is part of what I have been looking for.

Not just a memorial to Naomi.
Not just a remembrance of Buckhorn.
Not just a donation to a worthy cause.

But a living legacy: two nurses, two sisters in the Lord, one shared calling, and a reminder that God prepares good works long before we understand them.

Ephesians 2:10 says, “For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.”

I believe that was true of Lucille.
I believe that was true of Naomi.
And I believe it is still true for those of us who remain.

Prayer

Lord, thank You for the lives of Lucille and Naomi. Thank You for bringing them together in Your providence, for renewing their faith, and for using their gifts to serve people in need. Thank You for the quiet, faithful work of nurses, caregivers, chaplains, and servants who go toward suffering with compassion. Help me honor Naomi’s life not only with memory, but with faithfulness. Show me the good works You have prepared for me in this season. Teach me to trust Your timing, Your sovereignty, and Your love. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Monday, July 20, 2026

From Buckhorn to the World


 

Naomi, God’s Providence, and the Spirit of Buckhorn

Sometimes one prayer, one open door, and one faithful mentor can change the direction of an entire life.

Before I met Naomi, she was a young public health nurse working in the hilly countryside near Augusta, Wisconsin. One bitter winter day, with the temperature around twelve degrees below zero, she prayed:

“Please let this be my last winter in all this cold and snow.”

But Naomi was asking God for more than warmer weather. She wanted to serve somewhere with a greater need. And that was part of her prayer that day!

God answered her prayer—but probably not as Naomi expected.

He led her to Buckhorn, Kentucky, a small Appalachian community where medical care was limited and the needs were personal and immediate. God gave Naomi a warmer climate and a place where she could serve. He also gave her a calling, a sister in the Lord, and a mentor who would help shape the woman she was becoming.

This is not merely a story about Naomi. It is a story about how God uses prayers, places, people, and unexpected circumstances to shape Christ followers for His purposes.

Driving Her Jeep Up the Hollers

Naomi’s nursing frequently took her beyond the main roads and into the Appalachian “hollers”—the narrow valleys and isolated mountain communities where families could be difficult to reach.

With her Jeep and medical supplies, Naomi traveled rough, winding roads to make home visits. These were not convenient appointments in a modern medical office. Naomi went directly to where people lived.

She cared for mothers and babies, listened to families’ concerns, and brought medical assistance to people with limited access to healthcare. For some families, those visits were more than routine checkups. They were lifelines.

Naomi brought more than her professional training into those homes. She brought compassion, reassurance, dignity, and the quiet presence of someone who genuinely cared.

Her work required courage, flexibility, patience, and a willingness to go wherever she was needed.

Nursing in Buckhorn was not simply a job. It meant entering people’s lives, becoming part of a community, and serving families whom much of the world would never see.

You can read more about Naomi’s original prayer and journey in A Journey to Buckhorn: God’s Call for Naomi

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A Sister in the Lord

Naomi lived and worked with Lucille LeBeau, an experienced nurse-midwife who was approximately 15 years older.

Lucille was not merely Naomi’s coworker or housemate. She became a sister in the Lord, a trusted friend, and a wise mentor.

Lucille brought greater life and nursing experience, a deep faith in Jesus, and a heart for people who were often overlooked. Naomi and Lucille worked, prayed, ate, worshiped, laughed, and faced the challenges of rural service together.

Their relationship reminds me that some of God’s most important work happens during ordinary days and conversations.

Through Lucille’s example, God helped shape Naomi’s understanding of faith, compassion, service, and calling. I believe Lucille also helped cultivate something that people later recognized in Naomi—her peaceful and serene countenance.

Naomi possessed a quiet steadiness. She could enter a difficult situation without adding fear or confusion. Her presence often brought comfort and reassurance. That serenity came from her relationship with Jesus, but God also used the influence of an older and wiser sister in Christ to deepen it.

God did not send Naomi to Buckhorn only because the people there needed her. He also sent her because Naomi needed Lucille.

Naomi went there to serve, but she was also mentored.

She went to help shape other lives, but God was shaping hers.

You can read more about that relationship in Naomi and Lucille: A Shared Life in the Providence of God

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The Spirit of Buckhorn

Eventually, the rural clinic lost its funding. As all rural clinics did because of Government policies & hospitals wanting people to come to the hospitals. In hindsight, an act of God’s providence. Although Naomi had grown to love the people and the work, she reluctantly returned to Milwaukee.

But Naomi did not leave Buckhorn entirely behind.

She carried “The Spirit of Buckhorn” with her for the rest of her life.

For Naomi, that spirit meant going wherever people needed care—even when the road was difficult. It meant noticing people whom others might overlook, entering their lives with humility, and offering more than professional assistance.

It meant bringing compassion, reassurance, dignity, and the quiet presence of Christ.

The Spirit of Buckhorn had been formed through many experiences: Naomi’s prayer during that bitter Wisconsin winter, the families she visited up the hollers, the mothers and babies she cared for, and the daily example of Lucille.

Buckhorn helped teach Naomi that calling is not primarily about holding a position or receiving recognition. Calling means faithfully using what God has given us wherever He has placed us.

That spirit followed Naomi back to Wisconsin. It could be seen in her nursing, our family, her church ministries, the food pantry, our service as volunteer chaplains with The Salvation Army, The Red Cross, and the many years with The Northshore Health Dept. and the kindness she extended throughout her life.

Even during dialysis and her final journey toward heaven, Naomi retained that peaceful countenance. Her quiet trust in Jesus continued to reassure those around her.

Buckhorn was only one chapter of Naomi’s life, but its spirit became part of who she was.

She drove away from those Appalachian mountains, but the compassion, faith, courage, and serenity formed there traveled with her.

Seeing Providence While Looking Backward

At the time, Naomi could not have known where her prayer in Wisconsin—or her years in Buckhorn—would eventually lead.

God’s providence brought her back to Wisconsin. He brought Naomi and me together and gave us 45 years of marriage. He formed our family through adoption and continued using Naomi through nursing, motherhood, hospitality, church service, prayer, missions, and many quiet acts of kindness.

Providence is not always obvious while we are living through it. We frequently recognize it only when we look backward.

What appeared to be separate chapters—Wisconsin, Buckhorn, Lucille, nursing, marriage, motherhood, church ministry, chaplaincy, dialysis, and Naomi’s journey home—were all part of one story being written by God.

Those chapters were not all easy, and I may not completely understand every part of God’s plan. But faith tells me that God was not absent.

He was present in Wisconsin.

He was present in Buckhorn.

He was present when Naomi and Lucille were brought together.

He was present when the clinic closed and Naomi reluctantly returned to Milwaukee.

He was present when Naomi entered my life.

And He is present now as I grieve, remember, write, and continue discerning His calling for the years He gives me.

The Pictures and the Map

A large world map hangs on the wall of my home. Pins mark countries where I have at least one LinkedIn connection. Photographs of Naomi and our 45 years together once overlapped parts of that map. See picture on bottom of post.

I have come to understand what those pictures and pins represent.

The pictures say:

“This is the woman I loved and the life that shaped me.”

The map says:

“This is the world and the continuing mission God has placed before me.”

Naomi’s influence did not end when she went home to be with the Lord. What God developed in her continues through the people she served, the family she loved, the lives she touched, and the lessons her story can teach others.

Yet my purpose in writing is not merely to keep attention focused on Naomi—or on myself.

John the Baptist said of Jesus:

“He must become greater; I must become less.” —John 3:30

Naomi’s story matters because it points beyond Naomi. It shows what Jesus can do through an ordinary person who prays, walks through an open door, receives the influence of a faithful mentor, and serves where God has placed her.

The goal is not simply to admire Naomi’s life.

The deeper question is: What might Christ desire to do through yours?

What Is Your “Buckhorn”?

Most of us will never drive a Jeep up an Appalachian holler to visit a mother and her baby. But each of us has a place where God has planted us and people He has placed within our reach.

Your Buckhorn might be:

  • Your home or neighborhood
  • A workplace or retirement community
  • A church, food pantry, school, or hospital
  • A friend who needs someone to listen
  • A younger person who needs encouragement and mentoring
  • A ministry opportunity that seems small or inconvenient
  • A difficult season through which Christ can shape your character

Calling is not reserved for pastors, missionaries, nurses, or people with public ministries. God uses ordinary Christ followers who make themselves available to Him.

That is what it means to live our faith where we are

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Questions for Your Journey

Take a few quiet moments to consider:

  1. What prayer, decision, or unexpected circumstance significantly changed the direction of your life?
  2. Who was a Lucille in your life—an older or wiser person whom God used to shape your faith and character?
  3. Have you ever thanked that person or told someone else about the difference he or she made?
  4. Where has God planted you right now?
  5. Who is within your “three feet”—someone you can encourage, serve, welcome, or listen to today?
  6. Are you waiting for a large and impressive calling while overlooking a need directly in front of you?
  7. Is there a younger Christ follower whom you could begin mentoring?
  8. What quality, lesson, or “spirit” from an earlier season is God asking you to carry into your life today?

Take One Faithful Step

Do not feel that you must discover God’s entire plan before you act.

Begin with one faithful step:

  • Pray, “Lord, show me where You are working and how I can join You.”
  • Thank someone who helped shape your life.
  • Encourage a younger person.
  • Make the visit or telephone call you have been postponing.
  • Offer your experience, gifts, and time where there is a genuine need.
  • Ask Jesus to help you become more than a person who merely identifies as Christian—ask Him to make you a faithful Christ follower.

Naomi’s prayer was answered in Buckhorn, but its influence did not remain there.

From Wisconsin to Buckhorn, from Buckhorn to our family, from our home to the church, and now through connections reaching people around the world, Naomi’s influence—and The Spirit of Buckhorn—continues.

That is providence.

That is mentoring.

That is calling.

And that is what God can do through one faithful life surrendered to Him.

Join the Conversation

What place, person, prayer, or defining moment has God used to shape your calling?

Please share your thoughts in the comments. Your story may be the encouragement someone else needs today.

If this article encouraged you, please consider sharing it with a friend, pastor, nurse, mentor, or someone who is asking, “Does God still have a purpose for my life?”

You may also enjoy reading God’s Calling and Your Legacy and Are You Blooming Where You Are Planted?.

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Sunday, July 5, 2026

Helen Oppenheimer Weyland: A Journey of Providence

 




More than one hundred years ago, a young Jewish woman named Helen Oppenheimer left Germany and began her journey to America. As the family story has been told, she was traveling to meet and marry a Jewish attorney in New York. But somewhere on that journey, aboard a ship crossing the ocean, Helen met a young man named Ferdinand C. Weyland.

Was it chance? Coincidence? Fate? Or was it the mysterious providence of God?

Ferdinand, known as Ferd, was returning to America after studying in Germany. He was preparing for ministry and would later become a Lutheran pastor. Helen was seven years older than he was, and her life seemed to be moving in a very different direction. Yet their meeting changed everything. They married three years later, after Ferd’s ordination, and Helen became a pastor’s wife in northern Wisconsin.

Helen Oppenheimer Weyland was my wife Naomi’s grandmother.

That one providential meeting shaped generations. Helen and Ferd raised four children in a home that was not easy or comfortable by modern standards. Life in northern Wisconsin included hard work, limited conveniences, and the demands of ministry. Ferd traveled to encourage pastors and congregations, while Helen supported him, raised their children, and faithfully lived out her calling.

Their children carried that legacy forward. Two became pastors, one became a college music professor and author, and one daughter, Helen Weyland Koerwitz, became a teacher. She would become Naomi’s mother.

The more I have researched Helen’s story, the more questions I have. What was she thinking as she stepped onto that ship? What did she know of God’s hand upon her life? Did she understand that one decision, one meeting, one conversation, could alter the course of a family for generations?

We may never know all the details this side of Heaven. But I do believe God was present in them.

Proverbs 19:21 says, “Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the LORD’s purpose that prevails.” Helen may have had one plan when she began her journey, but God had another. His purposes were larger than she could see.

I am especially thankful for Helen because, through her life and faith, God shaped the family line that eventually led to Naomi. Naomi loved the Lord, cherished Scripture, and was proud of her Jewish roots. Her grandmother’s journey became part of Naomi’s story, and Naomi’s story became part of mine.

Looking back, I see more than family history. I see grace. I see providence. I see God working through decisions, relationships, waiting, uncertainty, and even unanswered questions.

Helen’s life reminds me that God often does His deepest work quietly. A ship crossing the ocean. A conversation on deck. A change in direction. A marriage. A family. A legacy of faith.

What looked like an ordinary journey became part of a much greater story.

Helen Oppenheimer Weyland: Personal Letter. What I am Thankful for.

As I write this letter, this Thanksgiving day, Nov. 24, 2022, I have a feeling that you are aware of what I am doing. Tracing our family heritage back to my wife’s Jewish roots…after all these years…43 years of marriage to my wife Naomi Koerwitz Dassow, one of your granddaughters, who is proud of her “Jewish Roots”.

We have heard about you, but do not know very much…other than you met your husband Ferdinand Weyland on a ship when you immigrated to America…going to meet your intended Jewish husband in New York. Must have been quite an experience meeting “Ferd” and the time you spent on the ship and getting to know him and eventually “converting” as Jewish people say of the experience. I hope and pray it was not just a new “religious” set of beliefs but a real personal connecting with God through his son, Jesus Christ, your long awaited Messiah. I am excited to getting to know you a little after all these years through my research and then actually getting to meet you face to face in Heaven! Because of you, I have a wife who also loves the LORD and is proud of her Jewish roots and knows more of the Old Testament than a lot of Jewish people we have known…

The Bible says , …that we have an advocate with the Father, Jesus who prays for us. As I mentioned earlier I have a feeling you know what I am doing…I know I am on unchartered water here in writing this, but I truly believe the Holy Spirit is guiding me. Getting excited as I have about 50 questions I would like to ask you, and hope to know a little about you before we actually meet, but don’t know if…this is really important.

We know your life was not always easy as a Jewish young lady coming to America, leaving your family, friends and Jewish religious beliefs, and marrying a Lutheran pastor, living in Northern Wisconsin and somewhere becoming a real believer in Jesus. We know your sister Emma also immigrated to America and became a believer in Jesus, as her tombstone says, “Asleep in Jesus”. I’m sure you had a good relationship with her and that she was a real help and inspiration to you…

You helped raise and should be- are proud of your 2 sons who became pastors and the other son who was a college music professor and a daughter who was a Christian school teacher, Helen Weyland who was Naomi’s mother.

Looking forward to that grand meeting in Heaven. Not only with you, but your daughter, Helen Weyland Koerwitz, my wife, Naomi’s mother, whom I also have never met but looking forward to!

See you soon!

Richard Dassow.

And so, this story is not only about genealogy. It is about gratitude. It is about seeing God’s hand in the lives of people who came before us. It is about realizing that one meeting, one journey, one act of faith, can ripple through generations.

Helen’s story is part of Naomi’s story. Naomi’s story is part of my story. And all of it belongs to God.

To God be the glory.



Thursday, July 2, 2026

Naomi and Lucille: A Shared Life in the Providence of God

 


Seeing Providence Looking Back

Sometimes the providence of God is seen most clearly only when we look backward.

At the time, life may seem ordinary. A young nurse takes the next assignment. A door opens. A new place appears on the map. A friendship begins. A shared home, shared work, shared meals, shared prayers, shared burdens. Nothing may seem dramatic at first.

But years later, when we look back with the eyes of faith, we begin to see that God was there all along.

That is how I now think about Naomi and Lucille LeBeau. I always did, but now it becomes so clear.

Two Women Brought Together by God

Naomi Koerwitz, who later became Naomi Dassow, and Lucille LeBeau were brought together for a season in Buckhorn, Kentucky. They were both nurses. They both had a heart for people. They both found themselves serving in a rural Appalachian community where the needs were many and the work was personal.

But their story was more than a story about nursing.

It was a story about God’s sovereignty and providence.

I believe God mysteriously brought two different young Christian women together for that season. They came from different Christian backgrounds and different life experiences, but both had their faith in Jesus renewed early in life. They were Christian sisters in the Lord.

Long before either one of them was born, God knew their names. He knew their gifts. He knew the people they would serve. He knew the season when their lives would intersect.

Ephesians 2:10 says, “For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.”

That verse helps me understand Naomi and Lucille’s shared life. God had prepared good works for both of them. For a time, those good works were done together.

More Than Nurses

Naomi and Lucille lived and worked together in a way most of us can hardly imagine today. Their life was not divided neatly into work hours and personal hours. They were together in the work, together in the home, together in the community, and together in the daily demands of caring for people.

They served 24/7.

They entered homes. They listened to people. They cared for the sick. They traveled roads and hills and hollows. They brought medical skill, but also something more: the presence of Christ through compassion, patience, courage, and faithfulness.

Their nursing was real nursing. But it was also ministry.

That is what Christian community can become when faith moves from words into life. Naomi and Lucille were sisters in the Lord, and that sisterhood was not theoretical. It was lived out in shared work, shared trust, shared service, and shared dependence on God.

An Older Sister and Informal Mentor

Lucille was about fifteen years older than Naomi and had never married. That age difference mattered. I imagine Lucille was not only Naomi’s coworker, but also an informal mentor and older sister in the Lord.

She had more life experience, more nursing experience, and more experience serving in difficult places. Naomi was still young, still being shaped, still learning how her faith and her nursing could come together in a life of service. Lucille likely helped model that for her.

Their shared life was not only about medical work. It included ordinary days, Sunday worship, church services, recreation, conversations, meals, laughter, prayer, and the quiet companionship that forms people over time. Seeds were planted in Naomi during that season. Those seeds bore fruit later in her marriage, motherhood, nursing, church service, prayer ministry, and compassion for people in need.

That is one of the beautiful mysteries of God’s providence. One life touches another life, and the influence keeps moving outward. Lucille’s life touched Naomi’s life. Naomi’s life touched mine, our children, our church, and many others. The ripple effect continues, even now.

Taking More Than a Degree Into the World

I remember the thought shared by Lauri Thompson back at their college graduation. While parents were snapping pictures of their daughters receiving degrees, those young women were taking something more than a college degree out into the world.

That was true of Naomi.

It was also true of Lucille.

They carried knowledge, training, and professional skill. But they also carried faith, calling, compassion, and the love of Jesus. In Buckhorn, that love became visible. It went out into the community through their hands, their voices, their prayers, and their willingness to serve.

A Season, Then Separate Paths

The time Naomi and Lucille shared did not last forever. Seasons rarely do.

Ecclesiastes 3:1 says, “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.”

There was a season when God joined their lives. Then there came a season when God led them in different directions. Not by their conscious choice, but by the changing healthcare system at the time. The mid 70’s. And that was the event that led Naomi back to Milwaukee where we met a short time later.

Lucille had a different path ahead. Naomi had a different path ahead. Their parting was not the end of the story. It was God continuing His story in each of them.

Lucille went on to serve in other places and in other ways. Naomi came back to Milwaukee. She became my wife, the mother of our children, and a woman of quiet but deep ministry. She served in nursing, in home care, in church life, in prayer, in hospitality, and in many hidden ways that may never be fully known this side of heaven.

But I believe something from Buckhorn stayed with her.

The courage. The compassion. The ability to enter hard places. The willingness to serve without needing attention. The deep sense that people mattered because they mattered to God.

Thanking God for Lucille

As I think about Naomi’s life now, I am thankful for Lucille.

Lucille was not just a coworker in Naomi’s early life. She was part of God’s shaping work in Naomi. She was a sister, a mentor, a companion in service, and a witness to the faithfulness of God.

I do not know all that Naomi learned from Lucille. I do not know all the conversations they had, all the prayers they prayed, or all the burdens they carried together. But I know this: their shared season mattered.

And because Naomi’s life blessed mine for 45 years, I feel gratitude for those who helped shape her before I ever knew her.

Lucille was one of those people.

The Mystery of God’s Plan

The older I get, the more I realize how much of life is mystery.

We make choices. We pray. We walk through open doors. We wonder what God is doing. Sometimes we only understand a little. Sometimes we do not understand at all.

But faith tells me this: God is not absent.

He was not absent in Buckhorn. He was not absent when Naomi and Lucille were brought together. He was not absent when their paths separated. He was not absent when Naomi later became my wife. And He is not absent now as I grieve, remember, write, and give thanks.

Proverbs 16:9 says, “In their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps.”

Naomi and Lucille may not have seen the full meaning of their shared season at the time. But God did.

And now, looking back, I can say thank You, Lord.

Thank You for Buckhorn.

Thank You for Lucille.

Thank You for Naomi.

Thank You for the mysterious providence that brought two Christian sisters together for a season of service, and then sent each one forward into the good works You had prepared for them.

A Prayer

Lord, thank You for the quiet beauty of Your providence.
Thank You for bringing Naomi and Lucille together in Your time and for Your purposes.
Thank You for their faith in Jesus and for the sisterhood they shared in You.
Thank You for the people they served, the lives they touched, and the love they carried.
Help me to see Naomi’s story with gratitude, not only sorrow.
Help me to trust that every season of life is held in Your hands.
Continue to use Naomi’s legacy and Lucille’s faithfulness for Your glory.
Amen.


 


 
Naomi is on the left .  Lucille is on the right

 

Thursday, June 25, 2026

A Journey to Buckhorn: Naomi, Prayer, and Providence

 


Sometimes the providence of God can be seen only when we look backward.

At the time, life may feel ordinary. A winter morning. A car buried in snow. A young nurse pulling on boots and facing another bitter day in northern Wisconsin. A quiet prayer half spoken and half sighed. But years later, we begin to see that God was working through all of it—the weather, the longing, the people, the memories, the restlessness, and even the questions.

That is how I think about Naomi’s journey to Buckhorn.

I recently found a few pages of Naomi’s writings from nearly fifty years ago. In those writings she used the name “Ann.” I do not know all the reasons why, but I can almost see her there in that story—young, thoughtful, practical, and quietly listening for the next step God had for her.

“Please let this be my last winter in all this cold and snow,” Ann half prayed and half sighed as she pulled up her hood, shoved on her high boots, and pushed open the door to check how much digging would be needed to get her car cleared off after last night’s fresh snowfall of eight more inches.

She stepped outside and took in short, gasping breaths of crisp, bitterly cold air. The sky above was brilliantly blue. The snow clung to the trees. The ground was covered with a shimmering, clean blanket of white. It was beautiful. But it was cold. Another twelve-below-zero day, the weatherman had said.

Naomi liked the farming country of northern Wisconsin. She liked the people. They appreciated her nursing skills, and that meant something to her. She had a nurse’s heart long before I knew her. She was not simply doing a job. She cared about people. She cared about their needs, their hurts, their families, and their dignity.

But something in her began to stir.

She wrote, “If I like this type of nursing so well, why not move to an even remoter area where there is a greater need for nurses?”

That thought may have seemed simple. But I believe it was one of those defining moments in her life. Not dramatic. Not announced with trumpets. Not debated in some great theological way. Just a thought, a question, a prompting.

Why not go where the need is greater?

When I think about Naomi now, I do not believe she spent months agonizing over whether she should serve. It seemed like the natural thing to do. It was the thing God called her to do. A real calling. She had the training. She had the compassion. She had the courage. And she had the willingness to go.

That willingness did not come out of nowhere.

Naomi had a Christian background that shaped her deeply. Her roots mattered. Her family mattered. Her childhood mattered. The people God placed around her mattered. One of those people was Gretch, Naomi’s older sister, who was eleven years older than Naomi.

When Naomi was about eleven years old, Gretch took her on a road trip to California to visit distant relatives. I do not remember all the details, and I may still find documents someday that fill in more of the story. But I do remember Naomi telling me about that trip several times. It must have opened her eyes to a wider world beyond her immediate surroundings.

Gretch also worked as a nurse at Children’s Hospital. Naomi was around Gretch’s life and heard the stories she brought home. Stories of children. Stories of families. Stories of suffering and care. Stories of what a nurse could mean in the life of another human being.

I cannot prove exactly when Naomi first thought, “I want to be a nurse.” But I believe those years with Gretch were part of God’s providence. A big sister. A road trip. Stories from a hospital. A young girl watching, listening, absorbing, and perhaps beginning to sense that God had a path for her too.

When we talk about calling, we often want it to sound spectacular. We want a voice from heaven or a detailed map of the future. But much of God’s guidance is quieter than that. He uses memories. He uses people. He uses needs. He uses circumstances. He uses the examples of those who go before us.

That is what I see in Naomi’s life.

Her decision to become a nurse was not just a career choice. It was connected to her heart. It was connected to her faith. It was connected to the kind of person God was forming her to be. And later, when she began to wonder about serving in an even more remote place, that too was connected to the providence of God.

The cold Wisconsin winter may have been part of it too. Naomi could see beauty in the snow-covered trees, but she also felt the burden of another long winter. “Please let this be my last winter in all this cold and snow.” That prayer may have sounded like a complaint. But maybe God was using even that longing to move her toward the next chapter.

Sometimes God uses discomfort to loosen our grip on where we are.

Not all discomfort is bad. Sometimes it is a holy restlessness. Sometimes it is the first movement of providence. We become less settled in one place because God is preparing us for another. We begin to ask new questions because He is opening a new door.

For Naomi, that door eventually led to Buckhorn, Kentucky.

Buckhorn was not glamorous. It was not easy. It was not the kind of place someone chose for comfort, convenience, or recognition. It was a place of need. A place where a nurse could matter. A place where the roads and hollers and mountain communities required more than technical skill. They required courage, compassion, patience, and love.

Naomi had those qualities.

This was before I knew her. This was before we were married. I only came to know her later, when she reluctantly returned to Milwaukee. But looking back now, I can see how God was writing her story long before I entered it.

That is another part of providence. God is always at work before we arrive.

Naomi’s journey to Buckhorn was not isolated from the rest of her life. It was connected to everything before it and everything after it. Her childhood. Her Christian roots. Gretch’s influence. The nursing stories from Children’s Hospital. The farming communities of northern Wisconsin. The cold winter prayer. The thought about going where nurses were needed more. The willingness to serve in a remote place.

One defining moment led to another.

I believe that is how God often works in our lives. We may not see the whole pattern while we are living it. We only see a step. A conversation. A memory. A need. A burden. A door. But later, when we look back, we begin to see the thread of God’s faithfulness.

Naomi and I were very different in some ways. I did not have the same Christian background as a child that she had. Not like Naomi’s. That is part of another story—how we met, how God brought us together, and how His providence shaped our marriage. But in many ways, we thought so much alike. We both came to believe deeply that God guides, provides, calls, and uses ordinary people for His purposes.

Naomi’s journey to Buckhorn reminds me that calling is not always complicated. Sometimes it is simply seeing a need and saying yes. Sometimes it is using the skills God has given us where those skills are most needed. Sometimes it is taking the next faithful step without knowing the whole road ahead.

Naomi did not go to Buckhorn to become famous. She went because people needed care. She went because nursing was more than a profession to her. She went because God had shaped her heart to serve.

And perhaps it all began, or at least became clearer, on a freezing northern Wisconsin morning when a young nurse stood in the snow and prayed, “Please let this be my last winter in all this cold and snow.”

God heard more in that prayer than she may have realized.

He heard the weariness. He heard the longing. He heard the willingness. He heard the heart of a nurse who was ready for a new assignment.

And in His time, by His providence, He led her to Buckhorn.

When I look back over Naomi’s life, I see more than memories. I see a trail of grace. I see the hand of God. I see how He used family, faith, work, weather, longing, and love to guide her steps.

That gives me hope for my own journey too.

Even now, after Naomi has gone to be with the Lord, I am still learning from her life. I am learning that God wastes nothing. I am learning that the small moments matter. I am learning that a simple prayer in the snow may become the beginning of a whole new chapter.

And I am learning again that providence is not just a doctrine to believe.

It is a story to remember.

It is Naomi’s story.

And it is ours too.