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Constance Lynn Ast

July 22, 1945 ~ March 4, 2026

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Constance Lynn Ast, 80, died Wednesday, March 4, 2026.

She was born on July 22, 1945.

Vigil will be at 6:00 pm, Sunday, March 8, 2026; Funeral Mass will be at 11:00 am, Monday, March 9, 2026, both at Church of the Resurrection Catholic Church. Graveside Service will follow at 4:00 pm, Monday, March 9, 2026, at Cherokee Cemetery, Cherokee, OK.

Preceded in death by her parents, Tom and Norma Brown; daughter, Cerci MacMurray; son-in-law, Michael Born.

Survived by her husband, Clemens “Clem” Ast; daughters, Wendi (John Bayouth) Born, Angee (Jason Buster) MacMurray; son, M. Scott (Anastasia) MacMurray, Brandon Trapp; step-sons, Gregory (Kerri) Ast, Scott (Alisa) Ast, Rodney (Julia) Ast; step-daughters, Maria (Tim) Sullivan, Juliette (Jason) Dols, Renee (Jamie) Goodfriend; 6 grandchildren; 19 step-grandchildren; many additional family and friends.

Memorials have been established with: Kansans for Life, 7016 W. Harry St., Wichita, KS 67209; St. Martin’s Academy, 1950 Indian Rd., Ft. Scott, KS 66701; Church of the Resurrection Catholic Church, 4910 N. Woodlawn, Wichita, KS 67220.

Services in care of Downing & Lahey Mortuary – East Chapel.

Services

Vigil: Sunday, March 8, 2026 6:00 pm

Church of the Resurrection Catholic Church
4910 N. Woodlawn
Bel Aire, KS 67220


Funeral Mass: Monday, March 9, 2026 11:00 am

Church of the Resurrection Catholic Church
4910 N. Woodlawn
Bel Aire, KS 67220


Graveside Service: Monday, March 9, 2026 4:00 pm

Cherokee Cemetery

Cherokee, OK


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Charities

The family greatly appreciates donations made to these charities in Constance Lynn Ast 's name.

Church of the Resurrection Catholic Church

4910 N. Woodlawn

Bel Aire,

KS

67220

Kansans for Life

7016 W. Harry Street

Wichita,

KS

67209

kfl.org

St. Martin's Academy

1950 Indian Rd.

Ft. Scott,

KS

66701

Memories Timeline

Guestbook

  1. Constance never just met a person. She met them right where they were, in
    the highs and the lows. She lived them all, embraced them all fully, and
    shared her passion to get over your desire to be angry, hurt, whatever and
    get on with your ultimate goal of loving. And, her love for you was not a
    short term love of convenience. She loved fierce and steady. Constant.

    Wrapped up in her beautiful unassuming beautiful self was a mental capacity
    to tackle the best classic and modern philosophers and theologians. It was
    downright humbling, because I think I’m pretty smart and want to share that,
    but Constance simply would state something, ask what you thought, and you
    would be lost until she brought you up to speed. Then, the genius would hit
    and you would both dig in deeper. What a beautiful soul she had, always
    yearning for better understanding of God’s will in all things, and how that
    matched with today’s humanity, and, in particular you, and you, and you.

    How shall we live without her beacon of light and hope? Her ever-ready
    smile, hug, and love. Her outpouring of all things good no matter what was
    happening in her personal life. How many of us has she prayed back into or
    deeper into the church? I can’t imagine what she will be doing from Heaven,
    because you know she is joining her mom in petitioning more than ever for
    each of us.

    My heart ached to the point of taking my breath away when I learned that
    Constance, my Constance, my dearest friend-sister and my mentor-mom person
    was forever out of my physical reach. Tears flowed, I wanted more time just
    to chat with her over the phone. I mean, I am in a broil right now, and I
    NEED her! But she is with me, with us, telling us to get on with life and
    loving. Accept the pain as that is what highlights the joy. Reduce the
    world’s noise as that is what silences Jesus’ calling. Overcome your anger
    and get on with your ultimate job of loving!

    Thank you, Constance for the many lessons over the years. Taught not through
    words, but through listening, directing, praying, loving. Thank you for all
    of the wonderful stories that remain within our family that will live on.
    Thank you for walking up to me 25 years ago and boldly, brashly asking to
    hold my baby. Yes! All over again, yes! I love you and miss you my dearest
    of friends! May God answer all of your petitions!

    Blessings and Joy!


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