My Mama. . .

10 years ago today, my Mama ended her horrific battle with cancer and began her life face to face with Jesus. 

She was the best kind of mom.  Involved in our lives, but not hovering.  Allowing us to fail in the safety of our home so that failure outside our home didn’t decimate us.  Using everyday moments to teach us the truths of life with Jesus.  She was incredible.

Even in her death, she shapes my life and the lives of my kids.  Meagan and Kelsey ADORE my mom – the Grammie they didn’t get to know, but they know and love through me.  To this day when my girls hit milestones or I have questions about where they are at, my first thought is to want to call her.

When people tell me they see my Mom in me or my sister, it is one of the biggest compliments we could ever receive.  She was an incredible wife, godly mom, servant-hearted pastor and wise friend.  I am grateful for all that she sowed into my life – I reap the blessing of it every day.

“Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her.”  (Proverbs 31:28).

 

This song by Steven Curtis Chapman has summed up our hearts for the last ten years:

"We can cry with hope, we can say goodbye with hope,

Cause we know our goodbye is not the end.

And we can grieve with hope, cause we believe with hope,

there's a place where we'll see your face again."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JmyUgsmCzB4