OBITUARY

Nejmeh Braik

January 1, 1923February 15, 2021
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Nejmeh Braik was born January 1, 1923 and went to be with the Lord on February 15, 2021.

She was survived by her brother, Peter Braik and wife Ibtissam, She was preceded in death by her husband, Yousef Braik, her children Suad, Hanna, Mary, Shukry. She was survived by one son Mousa and wife Samar, two daughters Lamia and Samira and husband Terry. She was also survived by Shukry's wife Arpy, Lamia's children Faten, Walid, and Rasha, Samira's son, Daniel, and Shukry's children Rula, Joseph, Phebe, and Daniel; and 17 great-grandchildren.

Nejmeh (Star) was a guiding light to all her family pointing them toward her Savior and Lord Jesus Christ.

The memory of the righteous is a blessing.

A word to Mother, on behalf of my brother Mousa and his wife Summer, my sister Lamia , and myself

Mother, brother’s keeper, guardian angel, morning star

The map of the heart has shifted with your departure. We’re teary orphans at your loss.

At the end you were constantly asking about the family and the children. You wanted to have a house large enough for everyone to live together. I told you that Jesus has finished preparing a house for you, roomy enough to accommodate your many guests.

As you lay hospitalized for profuse bleeding from an extensive ulcer, your body fought to catch up with your will to live. Caregivers marveled at your resilience, despite multiple draining procedures, sedation, anesthesia, intubation and extubation, before your strong patrician constitution was defeated by microbial pneumonia.

When at your deathbed, we said the lord’s prayer, you stressed “thy kingdom come”. And while reciting the song of ascents, you said with your breaking voice: “My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.” You exited earthly life heavily bruised like a faithful warrior and dignified like a queen, using the beautiful Arabic saying, used in calamities: “God will relieve my distress.” You were the constant supportive presence in our lives. You were the strongest meek person we’ve ever known, who forgave people and circumstances and survived hardships with an open smile and a song in the heart.

Mother, darling, more than anything we shall miss your welcoming open arms at meeting and your benediction with hands raised to heaven at parting. In faith, you flew for the first time in your life from Syria to the US, with no knowledge of English, to be with the family. Your younger son Mousa, on the Syrian side, took care of your traveling arrangements, while your older son, Shukry, on the American side, waited to meet you with open arms at the airport in Chicago, as he has been waiting in heaven to meet you with open arms.

You bloomed wherever planted. You were at home with life and the living. You forged relationships with a young pastor and his wife, Keith and Nicole. Nicole called you mom and sent regular Christmas cards. You bonded with Pastor George who graciously travelled for hours to give the memorial message. You communicated with non -Arabic speaking produce sales people at Soulard Farmers’ market and received Christmas gifts from them. You spoke the language of the heart. Your warm smile being the common denominator.

Our friends were your friends. All children were your playmates and you gave guiding advice to those who needed it.

You mothered my son Daniel while I worked. You taught him Arabic and played house with him. You dedicated him to Christ while a baby at the church pastored by your son Shukry. You were teachable at any age and spent months learning English studiously and eagerly. You were quick to learn words like love, God children, family, flowers, beautiful and birds.

You taught us our first words written and spoken. From your mouth we learned our first prayer and our first bible verse. You believed in the healing and changing power of prayer. You coupled your prayers with diligence and hard work.

You were a leader in growing crops in Syria. Your crops were so successful that other farmers waited for you to know when to sow the seeds.

There is no light radiating from your window tonight.

Mother, my undying love, without you, the world is an unfamiliar place.

Samira

Due to COVID restrictions, all services are private but will be livestreamed on the Facebook page of Hoffmeister Colonial Mortuary. Please see below for the link to the livestream.

If desired, contributions in Memory of Nejmeh may be made to Southwest Baptist Church or The Good Shepherd Arabic Church in St. Louis. You can give through the links below.

Please leave a favorite fond memory of Nejmeh for her family to cherish at the "Add a Memory" link below.

  • FAMILY

  • Nasser Braik, Father (deceased)
  • Shaha Hamwi, Mother (deceased)
  • Yousef Braik, Husband (deceased)
  • Peter Braik (Ibtissam), Brother
  • Mousa Braik (Samar), Son
  • Lamia Braik, Daughter
  • Samira Hicks (Terry), Daughter
  • Suad Braik, Daughter (deceased)
  • Hanna Braik, Son (deceased)
  • Mary Braik, Daughter (deceased)
  • Shukry Braik (Arpy), Son (deceased)
  • Faten Dasouki (Ibrahim), Granddaughter
  • Walid Dasouki, Grandson
  • Rasha Dasouki (Kamal), Granddaughter
  • Rula Winings (Mark), Granddaughter
  • Joseph Braik (Elizabeth), Grandson
  • Phebe Tutt (Nate), Granddaughter
  • Daniel N. Braik (Lindsay), Grandson
  • Daniel P. Braik, Grandson
  • Nejmeh also leaves behind 17 great-grandchildren.
  • PALLBEARERS

  • Daniel N. Braik, Active Pallbearer
  • Daniel P. Braik, Active Pallbearer
  • Joseph Braik, Active Pallbearer
  • Walid Dasouki, Active Pallbearer
  • Nate Tutt, Active Pallbearer
  • Mark Winings, Active Pallbearer
  • Jack Winings, Honorary Pallbearer
  • William Winings, Honorary Pallbearer

Services

  • Private Funeral Service - Join the Livestream

    Monday, February 22, 2021

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Memories

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Hala Brake

February 22, 2021

To my dear aunt Nejmeh. I thank the lord that you
have fought a good fight, You have finished your course, You have kept the faith. Well done, good and faithful servant.

Hani and Liliane Hanna

February 22, 2021

Precious in the site of the Lord the death of His saints. Omm Shokry you have been always a role model and matriarch. Thank you for your prayers and in touching our lives in so many different ways.

Hani & Liliane Hanna

LINA BRAKE

February 21, 2021

My dear aunt Nejmeh was a loving, caring, welcoming and generous person. Above all, she loved the Lord with all her heart. In August 2019 I visited her with my husband and daughter. When we were about to leave, she held my hand and said, " always remember to trust Jesus." My siblings and I will always cherish her memories. We will always remember her gentle and kind spirit, her sacrifices and her unconditional love towards us, kids and towards my dad and mom. My aunt Nijmeh lived in the fear of God all her life . Indeed she was far more precious than Jewels!!

Clark Sugg

February 21, 2021

Samira,
What a beautiful tribute you wrote. We never knew your mother very well, but feel as if we know her by having known you. So many of the characteristics you described of your mother are also of you. She is definitely the kind of person this world needs more of, not less. I'm sure her strong faith in Jesus is of great comfort to you and your family.
Sincerely,
Lucy and Clark Sugg

GERRY Puglisi

February 21, 2021

Tom and I have been remembering many special occasions at Samar and Mousa's home, usually sharing a wonderful meal and many laughs and stories. Mom always joined in when she could and really enjoyed playing cards with the men, while we women sat and chatted over a game or two of Mexican Train.
Your dear mother was a woman of few words, at least in English, though I always thought she understood everything said in either language. Her primary language was always love, felt and treasured by all of us privileged to know her.
God's peace and comfort to all of you, her dear ones.
Tom & Gerry

Faten Dussuki

February 20, 2021

Tayta (grandma), you will be missed greatly..I grow up always seeing a smile on your precious face, hearing your voice singing praises to the Lord. I learnt from you the power of prayer, I saw you standing above the life trails and whatever life threw at you. You taught me forgiveness even when you were hurt deeply. I saw your faith shinning during the dark times..and what a legacy you left for me and my children.
Tayta, I am forever grateful to the Lord to be your granddaughter..I love you so much. Can’t wait to see you again!

Deanna (Brake) Sterba

February 19, 2021

It was such a joy meeting you about 9 years ago.. You were struggling with agonizing shoulder pain and yet you shared precious memories, warm hugs and laughter. The children and I will be forever grateful for our chance to be near you .... we thank God for your spiritual leadership and beautiful family legacy!

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Biography

Nejmeh Braik was born January 1, 1923 and went to be with the Lord on February 15, 2021.

She was survived by her brother, Peter Braik and wife Ibtissan, She was preceded in death by her husband, Yousef Braik, her children Suad, Hanna, Mary, Shukry. She was survived by one son Mousa and wife Samar, two daughters Lamia and Samira and husband Terry. She was also survived by Shukry's wife Arpy, Lamia's children Faten, Walid, and Rasha, Samira's son, Daniel, and Shukry's children Rula, Joseph, Phebe, and Daniel; and 17 great-grandchildren.

Nejmeh (Star) was a guiding light to all her family pointing them toward her Savior and Lord Jesus Christ.

The memory of the righteous is a blessing.

A word to Mother, on behalf of my brother Mousa and his wife Summer, my sister Lamia , and myself

Mother, brother’s keeper, guardian angel, morning star

The map of the heart has shifted with your departure.
We’re teary orphans at your loss.

At the end you were constantly asking about the family and the children. You wanted to have a house large enough for everyone to live together. I told you that Jesus has finished preparing a house for you, roomy enough to accommodate your many guests.

As you lay hospitalized for profuse bleeding from an extensive ulcer, your body fought to catch up with your will to live. Caregivers marveled at your resilience, despite multiple draining procedures, sedation, anesthesia, intubation and extubation, before your strong patrician constitution was defeated by microbial pneumonia.

When at your deathbed, we said the lord’s prayer, you stressed “thy kingdom come”. And while reciting the song of ascents, you said with your breaking voice:
“My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.”

You exited earthly life heavily bruised like a faithful warrior and dignified like a queen, using the beautiful Arabic saying, used in calamities: “God will relieve my distress.” You were the constant supportive presence in our lives. You were the strongest meek person we’ve ever known, who forgave people and circumstances and survived hardships with an open smile and a song in the heart.

Mother, darling, more than anything we shall miss your welcoming open arms at meeting and your benediction with hands raised to heaven at parting. In faith, you flew for the first time in your life from Syria to the US, with no knowledge of English, to be with the family. Your younger son Mousa, on the Syrian side, took care of your traveling arrangements, while your older son, Shukry, on the American side, waited to meet you with open arms at the airport in Chicago, as he has been waiting in heaven to meet you with open arms.

You bloomed wherever planted. You were at home with life and the living. You forged relationships with a young pastor and his wife, Keith and Nicole. Nicole called you mom and sent regular Christmas cards. You bonded with Pastor George who graciously travelled for hours to give the memorial message. You communicated with non -Arabic speaking produce sales people at Soulard Farmers’ market and received Christmas gifts from them. You spoke the language of the heart. Your warm smile being the common denominator.

Our friends were your friends. All children were your playmates and you gave guiding advice to those who needed it.

You mothered my son Daniel while I worked. You taught him Arabic and played house with him. You dedicated him to Christ while a baby at the church pastored by your son Shukry. You were teachable at any age and spent months learning English studiously and eagerly. You were quick to learn words like love, God children, family, flowers, beautiful and birds.

You taught us our first words written and spoken. From your mouth we learned our first prayer and our first bible verse. You believed in the healing and changing power of prayer. You coupled your prayers with diligence and hard work.

You were a leader in growing crops in Syria. Your crops were so successful that other farmers waited for you to know when to sow the seeds.

There is no light radiating from your window tonight.

Mother, my undying love, without you, the world is an unfamiliar place.

Samira