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Abbie Jane Harper Novermber 18,2013

 

"A Woman Fully Alive"

As I sit in Starbucks this Sabbath morning, I find myself fixating at the porch overlooking the Irish Sea where 2 years ago, 2 beautiful young women with their Latte's in hand could be seen laughing, giggling and dreaming about a future with their paths in different directions. That has all changed without a moments notice and in the blink of an eye. There will no longer be a 'shared' adventure on earth with our daughter, sister, niece, granddaughter and friend. Abbie has been set free from her earthly tent. What was mortal has been swallowed up by life.
 
Oh, what a mortal life it was!!! I was so easily fooled with my first impressions of Abbie. Her 'stardom' and 'accolades' were captivating. The extent of her accomplishments on the sports field, in the classroom, her physical beauty and contagious competitive drive blinded me to the heart of this extraordinary woman that died living a life that glorified God. It is this woman of God I want to honor – not the 'star' we all witnessed from a distance rather the 'precious jewel' we knew close up who loved God, family and the underprivileged of the world.
 
In the 2nd century St. Iraneous coined maybe the most concise and profound theological quote about man ever in history. “The glory of God is a man (or woman) fully alive”. Paraphrased: 'God is truly glorified when we live a life of grace on earth'. Abbie Harper's life of 23 years old and 7 months was a life of grace that glorified God. Her dreams, passions, intense drive and even those times of reckless abandon (like skydiving in South Africa) modeled a life that was 'fully alive'.
 
While her body groaned under the burden of her disease, her heart burst with energy for the undeserved, the oppressed, and the marginalized with other worldly HOPE. A HOPE that could only be found in the unseen of the eternal – an eternal glory that outweighs the light and momentary troubles of a life that is outwardly wasting away. Abbie's compassionate heart carried by an eternal HOPE took her to South Africa where she analyzed statements of 200+ police officers who discharged their firearms during the Marikana massacre, during which 34 striking miners were killed and 70 injured by police and compiled a comprehensive document of statement excerpts demonstrating reckless and unlawful shooting by police, inadequate/inappropriate briefing and preparation, and police collusion in the aftermath of the event.
 
Abbie's passion for the marginalized peoples of the world rooted with an eternal HOPE carried her from the safety of home and community to pursue a dream of serving the internationally underprivileged by first attending university at Miami of Ohio and then Law School in Chicago.
 
Abbie spent a semester in Costa Rica right before her junior year – observing poor communities. She volunteered at a crisis center in Miami of Ohio just answering phone calls. Even in the classroom in Chicago – in the words of the dean of students 'Abbie was a person of faith'. A huge testament to how she was living in such a 'gospel' adverse culture in Chicago as she openly represented her Christian faith.
 
BUT...... even as Abbie pursued her dreams of 'changing the world/making a difference that lasts/working so that others may experience the same health, freedom and opportunity she had; she never lost her love of family. She remained persistent and opportunistic in finding ways to be back home with her family, turn off her phone and just revel in the safe and secure place of the Harper's familial love.
 
Abbie's dreams and passions were a reflection of God's heart for His creation. They reveal the characteristics of a life willing to risk it all, to live today as if it were the last, to run the race to the end for the glory of God and to live a life 'fully alive'.
 
This is what God has shown me about the heart of Abbie's extraordinary life. I want to be like Abbie. I want to die knowing I loved God, family and loved people well. Abbie, thank you for allowing me to see your heart.
 
Yes, I am very sad this morning. I am weeping slow tears of sorrow knowing I will never again hear Abbie's giggle, see her infectious smile or listen to her contagious dreams of making a difference in the world. I am sad as I remember Abbie traipsing around Dublin and the surrounding mountains with our Irish friends; firing a shotgun in the Wicklow Mountains; playing party games on New Year's eve by the fire in a hospitable Irish home; walking through the shops of Dublin's famed Grafton Street with her best friend beaming with her beautiful smile...... enjoying a life that was 'fully alive'.
 
But most of all, I am very sad for Kenny, Leyanne, Lauren, Evan and Anna that you could not say goodbye to your beloved daughter and sister, Abbie. And for Alex that he will never know his beloved Aunt. So it is right for us to grieve not only tonight but for many days to come even as we hold to the mystery that grief and joy can exist side by side. For while we grieve our loss, Abbie experiences a peace beyond understanding in her new heavenly home.
 
We will see her again. Until then we will cry and laugh, mourn and hope. Suffer and be comforted. Until we also find our mortal bodies exchanged with resurrected bodies for eternal life.
 
Abbie Jane Harper you brave, stubborn, independent, tender, competitive, compassionate child of God. You ran your race well and to the end. This side of heaven we cry out that it was WAY TOO short and for that we grieve. Yet I declare before these friends that have showed such an astonishing display of support and love for you and your family; you showed us a life rooted in an other worldly HOPE; a life fully alive that glorified God. I honor you, Abbie Jane as the precious jewel you are and say thank you.
 
Bruce Alwood
Nov. 17, 2013
Dublin, Ireland
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