This is the fifth in a series of open letters to some who have touched my life
Sitting here now with two children of my own, I need to ask: “How did you do it all?”
You were a pastor’s wife, mom to four children, church pianist and so much more, yet you did – and continue to do – it all with such grace. I can’t remember a time when you weren’t there for me when I needed you, as a little girl or a college student or as a mom myself.
I never doubted your love or your desire to see all of us living for God. The way you love our children is amazing; our daughters are blessed with a grandmother who gives of herself in time, in prayer and in thoughtful gifts for them.
You are my friend, one who listens and gives wise advice. I know your prayers for all of us are constant and heartfelt.
I have lived my life looking up to a Godly mother. As you have so effectively taught me, I know there is “no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth.” (III John 4).
May we continue to bring you joy.