Leaving A Legacy

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May 11, 2002 was just two weeks before my high school graduation. It was a Saturday, the day before Mother’s Day. Less than two months prior to this day, my father’s dad had passed away due to a short battle with cancer. The weekend prior to this day, my brother had asked me to go visit my grandmother with him. I had not seen her since my grandfather’s funeral because she lived several hours away in another state. I had a lot going on with school ending and preparing for a Mother’s Day program, but my parents allowed me to go.

As I entered her door, my Grandma Frost handed me my grandfather’s Bible that he had used for preaching. She said, “you’re going to be our preacher girl so I want you to have this.” I tried telling her no for her to keep it a little longer but she insisted on me having it. (Side note- My grandmother was also a minister.)

Let us go back to the day of May 11th. My grandmother was to be on her way to our house to spend several weeks with us. The plan was for her to see my uncle. Then come stay with us. I had a purity conference that morning, and that evening we were having a ceremony where my parents would give me a purity ring. Then, Grandma would be there the next day to celebrate Mother’s Day. She and my dad were to do some traveling together. Then they would be back for my graduation and other celebrations.

May 11th changed all of the above…. That morning I went to the purity celebration. I was super excited for the evening’s events and to see my grandma. As I came home to get ready for the service, I realized my grandmother’s vehicle wasn’t at the house yet. I walked inside and my parents set me on the couch to tell me she had been in a wreck. She had passed away immediately. So many emotions began to go through my mind.

From that day forward, our lives were forever changed. The next day we decided to not go to church especially since it was Mother’s Day. (I don’t even know who did my part in the program at church.) My dad was the pastor and I have no idea who even ended up taking charge of the service. I know we had some awesome people in our church to keep things going.

I did receive my ring, but not like I had planned. I did graduate High school and had a celebration, but not in the way I had planned. I didn’t even finish my last week at school with my peers. We were back at my grandparents’ home making funeral arrangements (yet again within 2 months).

Life doesn’t always go as planned. Do we still make plans not knowing the future? Yes. What if the future looks dark? Yes. How can we have hope even in the darkest of times? My hope is in Christ alone. There is no way I would have been able to go through that time in my life had it not been for Christ being my strength. I continue to need Him daily. I also know that both of my grandparents had a relationship with Jesus Christ and so do I. Therefore, I will see them again in Heaven.

It has been 12 years to this day that I am writing this post. I still ache so much over the loss of my grandparents. You see, they were my best friends. They knew most everything about me. I believe they knew my future and what God had planned for me. God allowed me to make a trip to see my grandmother for her to pass the “mantle” of ministry on to me. When I have doubted my calling, I try to go back to that instance (along with a few others) where God used my Grandma Frost to speak into my life. I pray as she passed the mantle to me that I continue on her legacy. I pray I pass it down to the generations after me.

Deuteronomy 6:4-9
New International Version (NIV)
4 Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one.[a] 5 Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. 6 These commandments that I give you today are to be on your hearts. 7 Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. 8 Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. 9 Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates.

A Mother’s Day Tribute

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As a child my mom helped me fix my hair, choose my clothes, made sure everything went as it was supposed to for me. As I got older, she became more of a friend. In my pre-teen years she was beside me and all of my drama during two academic pageants that were life experiences. We had an entire weekend together. I would change from one outfit to another and go from place to place. She made sure I was where I was to be at each event. Not only did I make wonderful memories during those pageants, but I spent quality time with my mother I that will cherish forever. During those years, she taught me about relationships and waiting to date the right person. She was my missionettes teacher at church, and she had my friends and I make a list of what we wanted in a future spouse. Even during my “boy crazy” years she helped me keep my head on straight. She had me look for a godly person and to set my standards high. (I will be forever grateful for this.)
As I became a teen, we began a friendship like none other. I went to her for everything especially godly advice for myself and even for my friends. She was my “cheerleader” during the three years of cheerleading tryouts and ball games. There were so many frustrating moments of “my hair isn’t right”, “my clothes aren’t just so,” and she endured all those moments with me.
She was with me when my cardiologist said it was time for another heart surgery at the age of 17. She cried with me and comforted me that evening and the days ahead. Then, she took care of me with a mother’s love during all of my recovery time. A mother’s intuition is not to be taken lightly. The night after my surgery, my breathing began to go down to 5 breaths a minute. She stayed beside me realizing something wasn’t right. She continued to question the hospital staff until something was done. I’m blessed that she was right beside me through it all and I’ll never forget her being there.
She continued to be one of my closest friends through college and my wedding. I’m so thankful for the time she spent in preparation for my special day. She made it Perfect.
Since then she has been with me through the birth of my two kids. She is the greatest Nana to those two! They love her to the moon and back!

Now that I am older and a mother myself, I truly see so much more. I know that a mother’s love is selfless. My mom has always made sure we had everything my brother and I needed and pretty much anything we wanted (without us being spoiled brats). My mother will give her help in any way she can to others – strangers or friends. She loves her husband, kids, and grand kids more than anything. I pray to be just like my mother whom I believe is a Proverbs 31 Woman.
Today, honor your mother whether she is still here today or if she has passed away. Find a way to honor her or do something in her honor.
To my longest best friend, Happy Mother’s Day!!!
I love you MOM!!!

Proverbs 31: 10-31

10 [b]A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies.
11 Her husband has full confidence in her
and lacks nothing of value.
12 She brings him good, not harm,
all the days of her life.
13 She selects wool and flax
and works with eager hands.
14 She is like the merchant ships,
bringing her food from afar.
15 She gets up while it is still night;
she provides food for her family
and portions for her female servants.
16 She considers a field and buys it;
out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
17 She sets about her work vigorously;
her arms are strong for her tasks.
18 She sees that her trading is profitable,
and her lamp does not go out at night.
19 In her hand she holds the distaff
and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
20 She opens her arms to the poor
and extends her hands to the needy.
21 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
22 She makes coverings for her bed;
she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
23 Her husband is respected at the city gate,
where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
24 She makes linen garments and sells them,
and supplies the merchants with sashes.
25 She is clothed with strength and dignity;
she can laugh at the days to come.
26 She speaks with wisdom,
and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
27 She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
29 “Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all.”
30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.
31 Honor her for all that her hands have done,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.

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“The Least Of These”

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Humility, devastation, awe, willingness, miraculous…
These are a few words that come to my mind when I think of the tornado that hit Mayflower and Vilonia Arkansas. There are so many stories and testimonies of people’s survival through this tornado that I have heard that makes their lives a miracle. Seeing where several trees should have fallen on top of a house but didn’t. One of the trees was even twisted and fell the opposite way. The house has minimal damage from the tornado.

I went and helped with my father’s church in Mayflower several days after it hit the town. Although their church has damage, it is still usable. In fact, it is being used as a relief center and resource center. Not only are they giving out water, clothes, food, and other essentials to those who need their needs met, but they are also providing two meals a day since the day after it hit. To me, this is the love of Christ working through others. If someone needs prayer, they (we) pray. I heard stories from individuals we met and from individuals with whom we worked. One lady who was volunteering was driving over an hour for a couple of days just to volunteer.

The devastation was indescribable. As we were sorting through food and items such as pull-ups, wipes, and toilet paper, I was humbled. These are items I take for granted daily. I thought to myself, “what if I lived here and just lost EVERYTHING I owned including these small items?” This was definitely life changing for me.

It’s amazing when I talk to my parents to know that people have driven from Texas, Missoruri, Tennessee, across the state of Arkansas, and even Virginia to help volunteer and/or bring donations. That’s amazing. These aren’t all people that they know. They just drove until they found a place to take donations. That is perfect love. God is LOVE.

Mayflower will forever be changed by the “simple” acts of kindness that others have shown. There are already testimonies coming from those around there. I know there are many other churches and organizations that are doing their part, too. I pray that Lakeside Assembly in Mayflower can be the light house to their community. Their light is shining a little brighter right now, and I pray it continues to brighten as time goes on.

Matthew 25:34-40

34 “Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. 35 For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36 I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’

37 “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38 When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39 When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’

40 “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’