Great-grandma and the Neighbor Lady
Do you ever think about the people you want to meet in Heaven? Towards the top of that list for me is my great-grandmother, Maud. By all accounts, she was a feisty woman (actually, feisty women run in my family). Maybe she captured my imagination because my mom would lament that she had not named me Lynley Maud (of course, my mom had a whole series of middle names she wished she had chosen including Francesca. I think she felt her creative abilities were wasted on the simple middle name she actually selected. Don’t even get me started on what she wanted to name my brother. Because, wow. Let’s just say my dad had to step in and put the kibosh on a few of her pet ideas.)
Maud lived with some overwhelming challenges. I don’t know much about my great-grandfather (her husband) because he died of appendicitis before my mother was born. The characteristic he is most remembered for was being an alcoholic.
After his death, Maud was left with four girls to raise single-handedly. And she had the grit to do it. But wasn’t a Christian. Most of my family wasn’t.
This is the point in the story where the neighbor lady comes in. She went to church all the time. When the sun shone, and it was a beautiful day, she went to church. When it poured rain, she went to church. This so fascinated Maud that she had to go and see what was so interesting about this place that the neighbor always went to. As an adult, Maud gave her life to the Lord. That is where the gospel really entered my family.
So, I grew up in a Christian family. My parents, grandparents, aunts, and uncles were all believers. Growing up, it seemed like everybody was. Yet, there was that time when my family was far from God. My future hung in the balance the day Maud decided to go to church, and I wasn’t even born yet. In heaven, want to thank my great-grandmother Maud for embracing Jesus, and thus introducing generations of my family to Him.
Another person I can’t wait to meet in Heaven is that neighbor lady. I believe her faithfulness to Jesus changed my family’s future. I want to tell her how much it means to me that the legacy of my family is loving and serving Jesus. Hopefully, she will appreciate the big hug I’ve got for her.
Although I do not carry Maud’s name, her story is a part of my story.
Living the Christian life is not easy, but our mundane faithfulness can impact the lives of those around us more than we know. Someone you are not expecting to will hug you in heaven because of your everyday faithfulness to God.