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Sunday, July 31, 2016

Speaking for the Silent Ones...Revisited Again !!! (July 2016)

UPDATE 7/31/2016: Today is the 6th anniversary of our receiving this precious gift in our lives.  Just couldn't let the day go by without acknowledging the gift, the giver, and the story behind our sweet "Baby Elva".  In light of this current election year, the reminder to "Speak for the Silent Ones" seems appropriate.  Much has been said in the past year about a woman's right to choose and the rights of an unborn baby to be given the chance to live. It continues to be a serious issue to consider, with the possibility of our next President having the opportunity to select new Supreme Court Judges who could possibly change laws that could make the difference between life and death in the lives of these precious babies.  Please pray about this when you cast your vote. There is so much more at stake than people want to recognize or admit.

This is another repeat of a previous blog...but with another new addition...(*Scroll to bottom for the addition added 7/11/2013)

Originally written July 31, 2010:  Today I received a special gift from a dear friend...even though she is a person *whom I have never had the privilege of meeting in person*...we are dear friends, nonetheless.  My friend Cyndi* is a very gifted person...and one of her many talents is that she creates beautiful baby dolls.  Her dolls are each uniquely created either in memory of or as a special tribute to someone who lives, once lived, or should have lived.

Baby Elva - On the day of her arrival, July 31, 2010




Baby Elva, One Year Later - July 31, 2011-- still such a good baby!!!




Baby Elva Celebrates Her 1st Birthday...
The gift I received is Baby Elva, named in honor of and as a tribute to my Grandma Mursch, known to those who loved her as Elva Hill Mursch.

I am so pleased to share with you Baby Elva's story:

Way back in the year 1895 there was a little baby girl born somewhere in Pennsylvania.  Her birth parentage is uncertain...her ancestry is hidden from our search...we know absolutely nothing about how or where her life began...but we now know that she was born on a snowy frigid December day in the year 1895, and that her birth name was Elva Sowers.  I have recently discovered that a young man named Abraham Lewis Smith, (a relative? the father? an uncle?) actually adopted her and gave her the name of Elva Smith when she was about six months old. The certificate of adoption that has surfaced states that "the welfare of the said minor child will be promoted by such adoption, and that the mother of the child consents thereto." 

We don't know why her mother gave her up for adoption...nor do we have any clue as to why her father or grandparents did not claim her.  What we do know is that Mr. Smith and little Elva somehow ended up as boarders in the home of George and Mary Hill around the year 1900.  Some time after that Mr. Smith decided he could not keep young Elva, and she was consequently adopted by George and Mary, and she was then given the name of Elva Hill.
My Grandmother Elva and
My Grandpa William Mursch
George and Mary Hill could not bear children of their own, and so they gave Elva  a home and loved her as their own. To their credit, they also fostered and adopted several other precious children and gave them the opportunity to live happy and productive lives as well.  Young Elva grew and prospered in rosy health and strength under the tender care of these people...so much so that she lived to be 89 years old, and was the mother to four of her own precious children, including my father, and nine grandchildren...of which I am one. 

Of course this story goes on and on in the lives of all of the current and future generations that have emanated from her life.  We have become a vibrant, healthy, strong family tree...a tree that would not exist if my great-grandmother had not chosen life...if my great-grandfather had not allowed my grandmother to be born and had instead insisted on ending the life of the child he had fathered...whether legitimately or not...we will never know.  What we do know is that she lived, and because she was allowed to live, here I am.

Have you ever thought about where you would be today if your grandparent had been aborted instead of being allowed to live? I have thought about that so many times...and have thanked the mysterious great-grandmother for allowing my Grandma to live.  I know, you are probably thinking that it wasn't like that at all...probably the poor mother was too sick to survive the labor and delivery of her child...that happened a lot back then...but even so, today the "poor mother" would be encouraged to end the life of her unborn "fetus"... the "fetus" would never know the difference..."after all, it's not a human until birth"...so they say... I wonder...what does God say...?  The Psalmist seems to think that God has a different viewpoint...


"For YOU formed my inward parts; YOU covered me in my mother's womb.  I will praise YOU, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Marvelous are YOUR works, and that my soul knows very well.  My frame was NOT HIDDEN FROM YOU, WHEN I WAS MADE IN SECRET, AND SKILLFULLY WROUGHT IN THE LOWEST PARTS OF THE EARTH. YOUR eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.  AND IN YOUR BOOK THEY ALL WERE WRITTEN, THE DAYS FASHIONED FOR ME, WHEN AS YET THERE WERE NONE OF THEM." 
Psalm 139:13-16

Yeah, this is something that I think about a lot.  I know there are many who do not share my thoughts on this subject... But here's one more thing to think about...What would have happened if Mary had decided to abort her illegitimate child, Jesus?  What if Joseph had demanded that she be stoned...or the baby be aborted, because of the possibility of her committing fornication prior to their marriage? Hmmm, now that's something to think about! Yes, abortion certainly has an impact on the whole human race. 
I am so thankful that my Great Grandmother chose life...and that little Elva Sowers Smith Hill lived, was adopted and  grew up to become my Grandmother.

Elva Sowers Smith Hill Mursch.

December 27, 1895- December 16, 1984
My Dad, "Billy" Mursch

The Mursch Children and a neighbor boy
Paul, Bill (my Dad), Ruth, Marion and neighbor
"Elva" (My Grandmother) on a camping trip/hike with her
children: Lto R: Paul Mursch, Billy Mursch(my dad), Ruth Mursch,
Elva Mursch, and Marion Mursch...somewhere in the Adirondack Mtns.
My Grandma Elva Hill Mursch, circa 1950's






Mursch Family 1982 - Grandma Mursch above front right.
Mursch Family 2005
Grandma (Elva), far right, and Grandpa Mursch with their four children
and my mother, when my mother met the family for the first time! Circa 1940
These pictures are only part of the Mursch Family tree...the part coming from my Dad, William F. Mursch's branch of the tree.  Add to that the families from his siblings, and all of their children, and their children's children, and so on and so on...What a big empty space there would have been if my Grandmother Elva had not been allowed to live!
Thank you, Lord, for the gift of the real "Baby Elva", my grandmother, and for all the other precious babies who have been given a second chance to live because their Mamas chose "life" instead of the "easy way out" of a difficult situation. And Lord, for all those sweet and precious little souls who didn't get a chance to live because of the choices made for them...we know they are safe in Your arms today.  We pray for those parents who made those decisions, whether in ignorance or deliberately, that somehow they would find the peace of forgiveness and rest for their own hurting souls. We ask this in Jesus' Name, Amen.

Postscript:  7/11/2013  *I wanted to add this picture to this story...

Earlier this year (2013) I was thrilled and privileged to actually meet in person my
dear friend "Cyndi", the creator "birth mother" of my sweet baby doll "Elva".  Cyndi and 
her wonderful hubby traveled all the way to Florida from Minnesota to meet me and to have 
a reunion with her beautiful baby Elva!  This is a friendship that began on Facebook, and God
has blessed that long distance connection with a true friendship...a precious friend I will always
be thankful for. Doesn't God work in mysterious ways? Yes, He truly does...and He loves to 
bless His children with good things and heavenly joy even here on earth! 
I am blessed beyond measure and I give God the glory.
Great things He has done!!!
"Baby Elva" on her "6th" birthday, 7/31/2016.  Still such a sweet, adorable baby...a precious gift!

10 comments:

  1. Very well said, Sister!!

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  2. I loved going to Grandma's house as a kid---she always had a candy dish full of 'forbidden' candy!! I also loved sitting with her in church so I could pet her 'minks' around her shoulders--but I was a little scared of them too!! Grandma always had big soft hugs!!

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  3. Great story and soooo intriguing! I love the 2005 photo. I recognize most of the family but you snuck in a few that I don't know. Thanks for your gift or writing Pam. Hugs, Rhonda

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  4. Thank you, Rhonda. Yes, this story still intrigues me as well. I'd love to solve the mystery!
    Actually, not every member of the family was there for this picture in 2005. I guess someday I'll have to identify all the people for everyone. The children are all so much bigger now than they were there...and some of the rest of us are so much older...:)
    Love ya,
    Pam

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  5. Thank you for this beautiful story about your grandmother and the lovely pictures of her descendants who are here today because of the decision to choose life! Life is so precious to God. I pray for the end of abortion. God bless you.

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  6. So adorable and she looks so real. Wow. A beautiful tribute and legacy...

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    1. Thank you, Dawn. "Baby Elva" is truly a wonderful gift, as well as a reminder of the preciousness and sanctity of all life. Yes, she is a stunningly alive-looking baby doll. She continues to fool people who walk into my house and are not prepared to meet her! We have such fun! Thanks for stopping by for a visit!

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  7. Thank you, Pam for leaving me this link in your comment. What a truly wonderful story! This caught my eye because I have two reborn baby dolls and Baby Elva reminds me of them. Also, my grandmother had similar beginnings to your grandmother. Her mother and father must have divorced and her father was never part of her life Her mother gave her up when she was very young to my great great Aunt Pearl and Uncle Lou to be raised by them. My grandmother was never officially adopted but she might as well have been. Thank you for sharing your story.

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    1. What an interesting story and common beginnings we share! The name Pearl caught my eye, because that is my husband's grandmother's name, and I have another doll that my mother in law has named Pearl in memory of her mother. I'll have to write something about that someday soon! Isn't our heritage/ancestry interesting? I look forward to meeting some of these "saints" of old someday in heaven. Thank you for stopping by! Blessings to you today, my new friend!

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  8. Pam, thank you for this beautiful post. I wonder if most of us have a relative (such as a grandparent) who could have been aborted today but wasn't and because of that we have life? My maternal grandfather (born in 1892, I think?) was born out of wedlock, however, his mom raised him--he served in the Army (cavalry) in World War I (yes, the first World War).

    Blessings!

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