My grandmother was an amazing woman. She was beautiful, vivacious, and prissy – in the best possible sense of the word. She loved my Granddaddy and her family fiercely. She loved the Lord. She loved people. She loved life.
She was smart and funny. She got dressed up to go to the grocery store because that was where she did some of her best socializing. She always knew the latest news about everyone but wasn’t at all gossipy. She loved telling jokesShe always told them wrong, but nobody cared because she laughed at herself most of all.
Thirty years ago, she died very suddenly and unexpectedly of a brain aneurysm.
A couple of years after that, my Granddaddy married June. Truth be told, we were all a little worried. She was from Massachusetts – a Yankee, for crying out loud! That first Thanksgiving when she put oysters in the dressing we didn’t know what to think. Who ever heard of such a thing? Turns out, Granddaddy had struck marital gold for a second time.
June was also an amazing woman. She was beautiful, kind, and gentle. She also loved my Granddaddy and her family fiercely, including those of us she had just inherited by marriage. She loved the Lord. She loved people. She loved life.
She was also smart and funny, but was more quiet and reserved. She always knew the latest news about everyone because they were on her prayer list. She loved laughing at other peoples’ jokes.
This week, she died very suddenly and unexpectedly of a massive brain bleed.
While at the hospital, my mother said that people from my grandparents’ church came by at various times and all said, “She’s the most loved woman in all of Troy” (where they live). I don’t doubt it a bit. The same was true of my first grandmother. In fact, when she died, there were two standing-room-only funerals held in two separate parts of the state. The only reason that won’t also be true for June is because she hasn’t lived extensively in another Alabama city. I have no doubt that her one funeral will be packed.
Two women. Very different personalities. Both made a huge impact on the people around them. Both left behind a legacy of faith.
It’s easy to think that only boisterous, vivacious people can make a huge impact for the Kingdom. No doubt, they can. But quiet ones can, too.
What are your particular gifts and talents? How can the Lord use your personality to grow His kingdom? What “people group” has He called you to serve? (A “people group” isn’t always a nationality. It might be preschoolers or college students or single moms.) What kind of legacy will you leave behind?
Neither of these women did anything visibly huge for the Lord. Neither lived on the international mission field. Neither wrote bestsellers. Neither ran for office or started a movement. Neither tried to be someone else.
They both brought glory to God by being themselves. While it may appear that they didn’t do anything that someone else couldn’t have done, they did what they were uniquely created to do. The Kingdom is bigger, their family is stronger, and I am immensely blessed because of it.