Yesterday was a really hard day. Today is too. But God redeems and shines His grace through in such unexpected ways.
My Grandma was 91 years old. She and my Grandpa were married 65 years…Can you even imagine? This is my beautiful heritage. My Grandma was a woman of faith, a kind and gentle, sweet spirit. She was one of the most prayerful, thoughtful, faithful women I’ve ever known. She had a laugh that could make an entire room smile.
This morning I was reading in the book of Mark to my kids. We were reading about how the tiniest mustard seeds grows into the largest, strongest tree–with sprawling roots and branches. I thought of my Grandma. Most of you have never heard of her. She lived in the mountains in Wyoming most of her life. But she loved Jesus. She raised all three of her children to be followers of Christ. Now all of her grandchildren are walking with the Lord. And now she has 15 great grandchildren who are learning to love and follow Jesus…My grandma was an extraordinary woman. She left an extraordinary legacy. Yesterday as I grieved the loss of her life and influence here on this earth, I prayed that I would ‘live up to’ that high calling. That if I am privileged to live 91 years that I could see the eternal work in my children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. I praise God for His faithful, loving hand through all these generations.
I am overwhelmed, again, by the power and HOPE of our eternity with Christ.
“The Kingdom of God is like a mustard see, which is the smallest seed you plant in the ground. Yet when planted, it grows and becomes the largest of all garden plants, with such big branches that the birds of the air can perch in its shade.” Mark 4:31-32
It is so awesome to me that we are a part of this Kingdom. That the Creator and Sustainer of Life has chosen to make His glory known…to make disciples through our lives. Many days I feel like a mustard seed, but in the hand of our awesome God, that is more than enough.