Miss Martha
Last night, we had to say goodbye to Miss Martha as she lost her battle with cancer. To me, she was a mentor and one of my best friends. She treated me like I was one of her family and encouraged me in so many ways. I'm going to miss her more than I could ever say on a blog post.
She taught me to respect myself and stay true to who I am despite the people or circumstances around me. She was a prayer warrior and a true soldier for Christ. She took the time to care about those around her even in the little things. She taught me a lot about horses, and my pony and I are both a lot better off for it.
She was never afraid to talk about the hard things if it meant showing others what Jesus Christ is capable of. She would share her testimony and advise on hard situations. And she was strong. Stronger than most anyone I've met. The love and strength she had in Christ radiated off of her and rubbed off on the people she met. I admire that about her. I admire so many things about her and I'd never be able to get them all down here.
When I found out that she was gone, I wept. I wept until my brain could no longer process the fact that I will never walk into the church barn and see her leaned up against the wall talking to my daddy. I won't see the joy on her face when they play one of her favorite bluegrass hymns on a Thursday night. I won't receive a warm hug from her when I ask her how she's doing or be able to tell her daughter to "go make sure it's okay with your mom" when we make plans. I won't experience any of these things for the rest of my life.
But something wonderful happened last night as well. As I was trying to process all of these things that were chasing each other through my head last night. I received a message from her son that went a little like this:
"She isn't hurting anymore and she is happy, with Jesus. I will miss her greatly, but she's
only gone for a little while and I'll see her again someday. She was sent off well. She left
right after we had a circle of prayer and praise."
These words encouraged me that everything is indeed alright and that, while I still miss her and will for the rest of my earthly days, this truly isn't the end. We'll all see her again someday, but until then it's comforting to know that she's finally met my Pappaw and they're probably up there tending God's horses and sharing stories. But the true comfort and peace come in knowing that she has finally come face to face with the love of her life, her Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and He has accepted her warmly with open arms.
Revelation 21:4-5
"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things as passed away." He who was seated on the throne said, "I am making everything new! Then he said, "Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true."
Matthew 6:10
...Your Kingdom come, Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
She taught me to respect myself and stay true to who I am despite the people or circumstances around me. She was a prayer warrior and a true soldier for Christ. She took the time to care about those around her even in the little things. She taught me a lot about horses, and my pony and I are both a lot better off for it.
She was never afraid to talk about the hard things if it meant showing others what Jesus Christ is capable of. She would share her testimony and advise on hard situations. And she was strong. Stronger than most anyone I've met. The love and strength she had in Christ radiated off of her and rubbed off on the people she met. I admire that about her. I admire so many things about her and I'd never be able to get them all down here.
When I found out that she was gone, I wept. I wept until my brain could no longer process the fact that I will never walk into the church barn and see her leaned up against the wall talking to my daddy. I won't see the joy on her face when they play one of her favorite bluegrass hymns on a Thursday night. I won't receive a warm hug from her when I ask her how she's doing or be able to tell her daughter to "go make sure it's okay with your mom" when we make plans. I won't experience any of these things for the rest of my life.
But something wonderful happened last night as well. As I was trying to process all of these things that were chasing each other through my head last night. I received a message from her son that went a little like this:
"She isn't hurting anymore and she is happy, with Jesus. I will miss her greatly, but she's
only gone for a little while and I'll see her again someday. She was sent off well. She left
right after we had a circle of prayer and praise."
These words encouraged me that everything is indeed alright and that, while I still miss her and will for the rest of my earthly days, this truly isn't the end. We'll all see her again someday, but until then it's comforting to know that she's finally met my Pappaw and they're probably up there tending God's horses and sharing stories. But the true comfort and peace come in knowing that she has finally come face to face with the love of her life, her Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and He has accepted her warmly with open arms.
Revelation 21:4-5
"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things as passed away." He who was seated on the throne said, "I am making everything new! Then he said, "Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true."
Matthew 6:10
...Your Kingdom come, Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
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