Dr. R. Singh

Remembering the Life of Dr. R. John Singh

January 25, 1932-March 22, 2013



"Death opens a door out of a little, dark room (that's all the life we have known before it) into a great, real place where the true sun shines and we shall meet."
A�a,a�� C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces


Dr. R. John Singh, husband, father, grandfather and great-grandfather, went home to be with his Father God at age 81. He is preceded in death by stepdaughter Kim and survived by his loving wife of 35 years, Evonne Schultz; children: Errol (Mimi) Singh of Columbus, Ohio; Earl (Lauraine) Singh of Burnsville, MN; Paul (Beth) Singh of Minneapolis; and John Jr (Debbie) Singh of Stanchfield; stepson, Scott Schultz of Minnepolis; 12 grandchildren, and 5 great-grandchildren. The memorial service will be held on Good Friday, March 29 at 11 am with visitation starting at 10 am at St. Philip's Lutheran Church, 6180 Hwy 65 NE, Fridley, MN. Private interment.



Dr. Singh was born in Fyrish Village, Berbice, Guyana on January 25, 1932. John Singh and Ruth Bisoondial were married on February 25, 1953. They were blessed to have four sons. John's life dream was to bring his family over to the United States to further their education and also to become American citizens. He was a man of strength and action and he brought that dream to life in 1963. He served as a catechist with the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America (ELCA); received his B.A. at Gustavus Adolphus in St. Peter, Minnesota and went on to attend Northwestern Seminary in Minneapolis, Minnesota. After graduating from seminary, John and Ruth returned to Guyana, South America and served a parish of five congregations for three years. Upon returning to the United States with his family, he finished his Master's Degree at the University of Minnesota. He went on to receive his Ph.D at the University of Oklahoma. Dr. Singh taught as a professor for three years at Kearney State College in Kearney, Nebraska. He then transitioned careers to become a marriage and family therapist and author.



Dr. Singh was a very well accomplished man and leaves a rich legacy to his four sons, one stepson, 12 grandchildren and 5 great-grandchildren. His sons are: Dr. Errol Singh, a urological surgeon who worked at the Mayo Clinic and is now in private practice; Earl Singh, an attorney; Paul Singh, a licensed psychologist; John Singh Jr., carpenter/paramedic.



Dr. Singh and his wife Evonne Schultz were happily married for 35 years. He really loved her and she really loved him. Please pray for Evonne as she makes this transition. "'Wear me as a signet ring on your heart, as a ring on your hand. Love is as overpowering as death. Devotion is as unyielding as the grave. Love's flames are flames of fire, flames that come from the Lord' (Song of Solomon 8:6). John, I will always love and miss you--Your Wife, Evonne."



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Miller Funeral Home
6210 Highway 65 NE
Fridley, MN 55432
763-571-1300
www.MillerFuneralFridley.com




St. Philip's Lutheran Church
Highway 65 NE
Fridley, MN 55432
www.splcmn.org
info@splcmn.org
763-571-1500



Schedule:
9 am-10 am: Private Family Gathering
10 am-11 am: Public Visitation
11 am-12 pm: Memorial Service
12 pm-2 pm: Lunch
Private Interment



3-22-13: Tribute to My Father

My father took his last breath today. He died of a sudden blood clot in his lungs this afternoon. It took us all by surprise. Life truly is a vapor. This morning he was up and enjoying his morning. His rehab was going well and he was on schedule to move back home within the week. He had a delicious soup for lunch that he really liked and strawberry sherbet for dessert. Then the phone call came. Dad had a cardiac arrest and they were trying to resuscitate him. Something in me knew today we were launching my father into the shores of the New World. The medical team tried endlessly for three hours to care for my dad. What a picture of tenacious grace within the sudden pain and extreme chaos of the afternoon.

I have witnessed grace from the living God in allowing my father to live on borrowed time. On three different occasions, his heart stopped beating and he died. It was stunning to watch our holy God breathe life back into my father each time. I watched my father live in "grace time". You all faithfully sang "Amazing Grace" over him a few Monday mornings ago at 9:30 am and then Dad miraculously woke up from the coma he had been in for a week! We were able to enjoy hearing my father's voice and looking into his eyes for a few more weeks.

Last Sunday, I had a sense to have supper with my dad and spend the entire evening with him. It was a very peaceful and relaxing evening for both of us. My dad was a great thinker so we talked about life that night and specifically about the meaning of love. As he talked, I just typed out his words. We both are/were great thinkers and during one part of the evening we sat in silence together for about 30 minutes just enjoying thinking together. Then, he defined what love meant to him and I taped my father's thoughts. I am so grateful that I will have a memory of his voice as he talked about the greatest gift a father can impart to his son--love.

At the end of the evening I closed the blinds as the sun was setting, covered up Dad with warm blankets and tucked my father in. I kissed him good night and I told him I loved him. He looked incredibly peaceful. That's my last memory of my father.

Dad lived through the storm. We will, too. Dad, I rise up and call you a blessed father who brought me into the Father God's love for me. Dad, your life and love helped to rekindle my spirit. Thank you for giving me the gift of your love. You were a kind man to me, Father. I deeply love you, Dad, and will always miss you. Rest well, Dad. Your son—Paul.

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