Today marks a year since my Mamaw Hunt passed away. My great grandma was sweet, could cook a mean dump cake, hated when you chewed on your ice, always had a tissue tucked in her sleeve just in case, loved to play a game of chicken foot at her glass table in the kitchen, had the best Southern accent when she talked, gave the best hugs and kisses, always wore her sea shell necklace, was stubborn as all get out, and was the best Mamaw a girl could ask for.
What she didn’t know is that she is the entire reason that I am on this journey currently.
A little over a year ago she fell and broke her hip. A couple of months after the fall, I got the chance to go and visit her while she was recovering. Things weren’t looking good and I knew that it could’ve been the last time I saw her. Before going to visit her, I was informed that it was up in the air as to whether she truly knew the Lord.
I went with my grandpa to visit her and prayed for opportunities to share the love of Christ with her and to tell her how He had changed my life. That week was a beautiful week. I got to share so many amazing stories about how the Lord changed my life, where the Lord had taken me over the years to share His love, and how ultimately He had brought me to her.
That week the Lord began to tell me that she wasn’t the only one that needed to hear these stories and hear the truth. He began telling me that, just like my Mamaw, others needed to hear about the love and grace the Lord has for us all as well.
She is the reason that I am currently on the World Race. She is also the reason why I believe it is so important for us to take each moment we have with people and ask them the hard questions. We aren’t guaranteed tomorrow but we are called to go into the uncomfortable, minister to others, and fulfill the Great Commission.
Miss you each and every day Mamaw and love you so very much!
