Greg Seelig, MOL President
President, fellow laborer and friend called home on August 13, 2016
Greg Seelig’s vocation in life was that of an attorney, and just as he strove to bring justice within the walls of a courtroom, likewise Greg worked diligently for impartiality for the sake Kingdom of God. While upon this earth, Greg enjoyed distributing Bibles via the Gideon Ministry, helping to place at least 1 million Bibles through local and U.S. Scripture Blitzes at schools, colleges, nursing homes, hospitals and hotels.
In like manner, Greg gave of himself to the work of Missions Of Love for 14 years helping to further the gospel through building relationships with our Haitian brothers and sisters as he conversed in French, help to build and maintain structures on the MOL Campus, lend a helping hand wherever needed, and became an integral partner of Missions Of Love to maintain legal integrity.
We hope you enjoy the tributes to our beloved and greatly missed President intentionally interwoven throughout our website, for that was how Greg lived his life for God, quietly , uniquely, and purposely intertwined with the “things” closest to his heart.
A REMEMBRANCE OF GREG SEELIG by Dr Bob Johnson
On the 13th day of August, 2016 our Lord called a faithful servant home. His name was Greg Seelig. He was an attorney-at-law and still working at that profession when he was diagnosed with a rapidly progressive malignant tumor from which he mercifully was spared a prolongation of suffering only a few months later. But more importantly, he was a kind, compassionate, yet valiant man of God. He was also, for most of his adult years a
devoted husband, father and churchman. It was, in fact, at his church–Beaver Dam Baptist Church–that I first met Greg many years ago when I appeared there one Sunday evening to encourage volunteers to go into Haiti with me on a short-term mission trip with a goal of building a residence for visiting missionaries at our then new clinic site at Jolivert.
I was then president of Missions Of Love, the office Greg held as his untimely death took him from us. Greg was no carpenter, but he joined our building team on that, his first trip in. But he was eager to go with us on that trip so long ago, feeling that God could put him to some use, even though his lawyerly talents were certainly not required in Haiti. Like many professional people I know, Greg enjoyed the opportunity of working with his hands in some endeavor entirely removed from that of his day-to-day occupation. He took to carpentry and a variety of other construction-related tasks that blossomed over the years as he was to return time and time again until he had become a truly skilled builder, helping to build most of the twelve buildings we now have on the compound at Jolivert.
But reminiscent of another carpenter in Judea a couple of thousand years ago, Greg was “more than a carpenter.” He had a Christ-like heart for the poorest of the Haitians he had
come to serve and with whom he so gently and patiently shared the good news of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ. He was especially blessed to have a working knowledge of French, and so could converse with them to a great extent….especially with the children. This is how I will always remember Greg: sitting beneath a shady tree or down by the river bank while on a break, surrounded by a cluster of laughing and energized children, sharing some bible story or simply trying to answer one of a thousand queries they had for him.
Enjoy your heavenly passage, dear friend; dear “good and faithful servant.” Save a place for us….and know that you were much loved and will be sorely missed.
A REMEMBRANCE OF GREG SEELIG by Pat Duarte
Greg will be greatly missed ~ I had only been in Haiti with Greg three times, but know he was a hard worker and seemed to enjoy being on the Mission compound. On one trip, the airlines hadn’t put all my boarding passes in my ticket. I had to rush to the ticket booth, which was under construction, sending me outside and into another building. It was a long way. I told the group to go ahead and I would catch up one way or another. I made it to the ticket line, waited my turn, and got my boarding pass, knowing I would never make it back in time. I turned around and there was Greg with a cart waiting to take me back to boarding. He said, “I didn’t want to leave you by yourself.”
Another time, I had brought letters from the kids of Reflections Of Christ VBS for a Haitian family whom our church had built a house. I had the letters in hand, but my interpreter had disappeared, leaving only Greg and I when the kids came to visit. Greg so graciously took the letters and with his ability to speak French, was able to relay the messages to the children. The kids befriended Greg and followed him around. He got them busy helping with the concrete walkway from the Conference Hall to the Mission House, and they were glad to be doing it!
Greg was always ready to lend a hand on whatever project we were working on, I will always remember him as a kind and gentle man.~ Warren Mattingly