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100 years ago...

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A hundred years ago today a precious soul was born. A dear lady who changed my life.  She befriended me. She mentored me. She encouraged me to take life's fist steps... she loved me.  That's a big deal to me.  I spent most of my years before knowing her, believing what my classmates had convinced me was true: my family only said they loved me, because they had to. It took me decades to believe anyone could love me without God using them as a channel to love me. I believed only God could love me, people only thought they did because God made them care about me. Why? Because He is God and He can do the impossible--loving the most unlovable me. But my Grandma Lady was different.  She is one of the few people I couldn't dismiss her love for me as outside her choice. She went out of her way to get me involved at church. She stood up to my stepfather,  when nobody else would. She inconvenienced herself to listen to me.for hours on the phone, and have me in...
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Amazing Grace

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I always liked that song.  Amazing Grace. The story of it's origin always moves me and amazes me about the author.  He needed Amazing Grace to survive. More Amazing Grace to write those words. And more to live a life that proved those words to be true in his life. We can say almost anything, but living like our words are truth takes character and strength that comes only from God's Amazing Grace. But what really gets me, and brings me to tears almost every time I hear or sing that song?  The memory that comes to mind. One memory. Probably close to 19 years ago. It was just another Sunday. Sitting a few rows behind Grandma Lady and Grandpa Man. Just an ordinary Sunday.  I didn't know it then, but that was probably my last most vivid memory being made of that Amazing Lady.  (I miss her every day! ) She was so consumed by that song. I've never seen anyone sing that song with such enthusiasm! She sang "it is well with my soul" and it was obvious that God's wil...
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consistency, my prayer.

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Last week another of "my" widow ladies went to be with the Lord. Ninety-four years old, and faithful to the Lord, His people, His church and her family all those years.  Not perfect,  failures that I am aware of, but faithful and true as best she could. Last I saw her was almost a year and a half ago. And though it had been several years and she had some age related dementia, her family assured me that she remembered me. And she seemed to when I had the opportunity to greet her, though I likely wouldn't have recognized her if she hadn't been with her family. It always amazes me when I am remembered by those who have forgotten others. Anyway. She passed away a couple weeks ago,  and her memorial service was last weekend. Living far and being too busy for my own good made it impossible for me to attend the service in person.  But thanks to the chaos of 2020 and the capability of livestreaming via Facebook,  I was able to be there virtually.  I was blessed to ...
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