God's faithfulness

Monica Tramontina: A Story about Planting... and Tending

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Monica grew up as an only child in Fall River, Massachusetts. Her parents divorced when she was two, and growing up, she lived in modest housing and relished the connections with her Portuguese relatives. When she was 12, her father came back into her life for several years, asking her mother to move to Florida and to try to reconcile.

It was while in Florida that Monica’s Christian faith story really unfolded in a transforming way. Thanks to a persistent invitation from a friend to go to the “Ranch,” a Christian youth gathering, Monica learned that you didn’t have to work your way to heaven.  She accepted the Lord’s gift of salvation and was supported in significant ways by the youth leaders Mike and Kaye Otto.  This immersion in Christian community gave Monica a new frame of reference for how people should treat one another.  As an emboldened teen, she announced to her mother that she was no longer willing to live in the house where her dad was regularly verbally and emotionally abusive.  She declared, “I’m leaving with or without you!”  Shortly after this declaration, adults from the youth ministry moved Monica and her mom out of the house while her dad was at work.

Because of the accumulated memories of hurt and destructive behavior, Monica did not want any contact with her dad.  She worked intentionally to not be connected for many years.

In contrast, the connection with the Ottos positively impacted her life and direction. She attended Florida Bible College and met her first husband Don there.  They felt called to church planting and served as church planters throughout their marriage, first planting Crossings Community Church in Bucks County when they were in their 20s, then a church in Nova Scotia, and finally the Heritage Bible Fellowship Church in the Poconos in the early 90s.  With each call came some challenges. The first involved her dad. 

As they headed to Nova Scotia with their two young children, her husband asked her, “Do you think if we’re going to share the love of Jesus with people, you might want to forgive your dad?”  Monica had held on to anger and pain for many years and this question was a powerful one—one that she didn’t really want to face.  Eventually, that question led to a lunch and then, shortly before his death, a meaningful phone conversation during which Monica was able to say to her dad, “I love you.”  Monica shares that this kind of transformation was only possible by God’s strength and His ministry of grace.

Another challenge involved a very difficult realization around one of their church plants. The team Don and Monica were assigned to was just not a good match for them.  Rather than seeing the diversity and energy that they brought to the ministry, the others worked deliberately to squash, quiet, and squeeze them into a mold that God had not designed for them.   Monica remembers asking, “What are you going to do if we’re really ourselves?”  Those real selves, thankfully, were asked to come back home to Pennsylvania to re-evaluate and find a better place to serve.

Shortly after they began their ministry in the Poconos, both Monica and Don were diagnosed with serious health problems.  Don’s brain tumor would ultimately take his life 11 years after the diagnosis. Monica would undergo many, many surgeries.  Layered on top of the physical challenges were bouts of anxiety and depression.  It took a pointed conversation between her physician and her husband (who was not comfortable with taking medicines for mental health symptoms) to get Monica a treatment plan that allowed her to function. While worry was a common companion for Monica, God has taught her to trust the truth in Matthew 6:25-33, especially “do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? ... Your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.”

God has continually tended to Monica—her anxieties, her questions, her needs. She reflects that she had always struggled to trust God about money issues and those concerns became heightened when her husband became ill, but God was faithful.  With example after example of supportive co-workers and friends from other churches, and even in the timing of a new job, God showed His tending provision for her and her family. 

What Monica didn’t know at the time of these trials, but was part of God’s plan for her future, was that a fellow teacher, Mark Tramontina, was walking a similar journey.  His wife had been battling cancer with long hospital stays and difficult declines. Mark’s wife died 5 days after Monica’s husband.  Monica and Mark would first grieve together and later fall in love. They married in 2005.

Monica and her husband, Mark.

Monica and her husband, Mark.

Monica recognizes how her life experiences have enabled her to be specially attuned to others who may be asking, “How can I do this?”  Monica currently finds joy and purpose in stepping in to help families with young children.  She knows how difficult it is to ask for help, and she has been the recipient of unsolicited, life-sustaining gifts of assistance, so she finds herself regularly stepping in to provide relief to Riverbend families, neighbors, and to her own children and grandchildren.

She is able to remind a worried friend that while something might happen in the future, “It’s not today,” and today is what we need to focus on for now.  She also reminds exhausted parents, “This isn’t forever. It’s for right now.”  One group of caregivers that she has a special heart for are the parents of children with special needs.  You may know Monica as the local coordinator of Riverbend’s Night to Shine Prom.  Her efforts with this national event are inspired by her unique love for Levi, one of her grandchildren. Levi, who is now six, was born early, weighing 1 lb, 10 oz. at 23 weeks gestation.  He has cerebral palsy. Monica describes him as “the happiest boy you’ll ever meet.” 

Monica with her grandson, Levi.

Monica with her grandson, Levi.

For her entire life, God has planted her in specific places for specific purposes and has tended her.  And all those experiences have prepared her to both plant and tend the people who are now a part of her life.  It’s a role she is stepping into more fully in retirement, and it’s likely that you will be a recipient of that tending if you spend any time at Riverbend!  I know I have.

Stories Matter

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Since I was a child, I have always loved a good story. A voracious reader, I would get pulled into characters’ lives, the unraveling of circumstances, seeing how the various characters involved responded to them. Think back to a book you read, a movie you saw, a news event—the details of which have stuck with you over time.

Stories have the ability to inspire, inform, pierce your heart, educate, fill you with hope.

Stories draw you in. They draw you closer. Close enough to see. See that the neighbor who seems unfriendly has recently received a devastating diagnosis. That the coworker you find hard to get along with is going through marriage struggles that are tearing her family apart. That the other dad on your child’s youth sports team lost his job and doesn’t know how he’s going to make ends meet. That the mom you see on her phone while her kids are at the park feels so alone in this season that she is grasping for lifelines to feel connected in this world. People you know have dealt with these situations and more: chronic illness, infertility, broken relationships, depression, just to name a few.  

Some people are in the valley of their struggle and desperately need a hand to hold or to pull them up. Others are still in the midst of the fight—some days they persevere and some days they feel weighed down. There are still others who have made it through a hard time and are praying for the opportunity to make some beauty out of the ashes by walking alongside someone else in a similar circumstance.

More recently as our country seems to be ever more divided, I think of another aspect of our personal stories that is so important to redeeming the brokenness. We can easily look at the neighbor, coworker, friend or relative that votes differently than we do or holds a position different from ours and boil down our opinion of them to their vote or their position, instead of seeing what lies beneath the surface that has led them to that decision. If we took the time to ask questions and hear someone’s story, it may begin to change things. This doesn’t mean either person’s views have to change, and sometimes there is true evil or deep hurts that need a lot of work to heal, but in many cases, understanding what matters to another person will only help in the work of healing division. When Jesus tells us to “love your neighbor as yourself”, He is not only suggesting that command for when we like everything about a person. We have, in many ways, lost civility and kindness, and I believe the Church is the best equipped—and most called—to lead the charge back. Sharing stories is not the answer, but it is an important step in the right direction.

The fact is, we all have stories. We all have circumstances of our lives that, along with how we walk through those seasons, contribute to who we are becoming. Some are beautiful celebrations and cause for joy, others are more of a challenge, a trial. As I’ve gotten older and my relationship with Jesus has grown—and the stories that make up my life have grown, I began to see that God has given each of us our stories for three reasons: up, in and out. First and foremost, our stories are for His glory—an upward focus. There is also a personal, inward focus to our stories—to teach us something, to grow us and stretch us. The third way our stories can be used is in an outward direction—to walk alongside other people who may need to lean on what we’ve learned along the way or need a hand to hold as they walk a hard path.

Last year, I began reading through the Psalms. As I continued through, I began to note all the times that the Psalmist said to recount, tell, declare, remember, proclaim or in some similar way speak of instances of God’s faithfulness (40:5, 9-10; 44:1; 66:16; 67:2; 71:15, 18; 73:28; 75:1; 77:11; 78:5-7; 89:1; 90:16; 96:3; 105:1-5; 107:22; 111:4; 126:2-3; 143:5; 145:4, 10-12 if you’re curious!). Very notably in contrast, in Psalm 106, verses 7, 13, and 21 all speak, in reference to the Israelites wandering in the desert, as a time that they “did not consider” or “did not remember” God and His works. There is a very real connection to losing our way and forgetting God’s faithfulness. Sharing our stories with one another will encourage our faith and spur each other on when we walk through our own hard times so that we don’t lose our way.

Pastor Joe recently preached on Hebrews 11 in our series, Defining Moments. He talked about faith stories and how they allow us to go to deeper places with God. He posed four questions at the end of the series:

  1. What is your faith story and who is Jesus to you?

  2. How has God met you in your successes?

  3. How has God met you in your suffering?

  4. What areas of your character and relationships is He seeking to grow?

With this all setting the stage, the Riverbend writing team is excited to start recording our own Riverbend “Hebrews 11” stories, stories of God’s faithfulness within our community. We hope, as we begin sharing stories over the coming weeks and months, He will get much glory and you will be encouraged by hearing how God is at work in the lives of our church family. Also, in this strange season of Covid, we hope these stories will serve as a way of getting to know others in our church who you may not currently get to see, but who you could say of, as C.S. Lewis wrote, “What! You, too? I thought I was the only one.” If you are interested in sharing a story of God’s work in your life with our community, be on the lookout in the coming weeks for ways to volunteer.  

You have multiplied, O Lord my God,

 Your wonderous deeds and your thoughts toward us;

 None can compare with You!

I will proclaim them and tell of them,

 yet they are more than can be told.

Psalm 40:5