A friend of mine passed away this week. She
was ninety years old. I came to know her a bit over fourteen years
ago when she was seventy-six . Seventy-six
years old… It is an age where most of us hope to be
retired, living comfortably and looking forward to a more restful, less-hectic
pace.
Hers was a life well-lived.
As I reflect back on my relationship with her, I realize that understanding who she was is
only possible by knowing who God is. She didn’t just possess faith, she walked with
God. Her everyday activities even the
ordinary stuff of life was submitted to Him.
She didn’t simply fill up an hour with busyness or just let it happen,
she asked God what He wanted her to do with it. She trusted.
She prayed. She listened. She baked.
She encouraged. She wrote. She gave.
She taught. She grew in
wisdom. She shared wisdom. She took time to be with you. She invited you in. She helped. She loved and was loved. She
lived the abundant life that Christ came to give us and never presumed to be something special.
Her life was touched by the love of Christ and transformed.
Her life touched mine and so many others. As a result, our own faith is strengthened or
perhaps even better our hearts find the glimmer of hope that enables us to
believe in God’s amazing love and ourselves be transformed.
Thank you Lord for my friend. Grant
that we may be the kind of salt and light that leads others to you.
