A FULL life

A few weeks ago, a pillar of our church passed from this life into the arms of her faithful savior Jesus Christ. She was 88 years young. I knew her, as she was “shirt-tail” relation to me. A short and abrupt sickness and she was gone within a week. I had the privilege of having a nice little chat with her after church just a couple weeks before that as I often did. I knew her when she was a young mom and we would visit her pool. Those two youngest boys would jump in and out of the water. Her rule was to sit quietly for one half hour after eating lunch. Then we could swim again. She brought up her children in the way they should go…

I see those children in our community now. They are all married, attending churches and know their Lord. They have children and some have grandchildren. This woman and her husband faithfully taught their family the principles that would stick with them throughout their lives. I can see now, that it has passed on to the third and fourth generation. She also married a second time after her first husband passed away. Again the legacy was passed on as a baton in the race that was set before them. Quietly, but gently and lovingly, this woman gave. She gave the most beautiful gift anyone can give.

Attending her funeral, I watched from above as my husband worked the sound booth. I took notice of things. There were six full rows of children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. One of the granddaughters sang a beautiful song as a tribute to her dear grandmother. It was “Dancing with the Angels.” A touching and tearful time.

The service was conducted by our beloved pastor who recently left our church to take on a challenging job with our Synod. He is greatly missed. It was good to hear him preach again, and in his short and succinct way, he summed up this woman’s life.

He said she lived a FULL life. He referenced the biblical passage about Abraham, when he died FULL of years, in the book of Genesis. Abraham didn’t just have a full life because he lived to be a very old man. He lived a full life because of what he did, and how he WAS. He was close to the Lord and had many descendants.

Another New Testament reference was about Jesus saying in John 10:10, that “I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.”

He described our saint who had passed on, as having the same kind of full life. She brought up five boys, and later another step son came into the mix with his sister. She owned and operated a golf course. Her passion of service to others was evident by working in food service even into her eighties and doing it with a plate of food and a smile. The way she did it was important. She loved to keep busy and serve others even at her assisted living complex. She lived her life deeply involved in her church. She loved the Lord.

That makes a FULL life.

What you do, is not as important as what you ARE. Her closeness with the Lord was something that intrigued people and made them want to BE in that realm.

Thank you, Pastor Scott Lokers, for inspiring this story. Your words really stuck with me.

Her faith has been passed on. Her contagious smile will be remembered. Her friendship and love with be cherished. Till we meet again…

About Myrna Folkert

Myrna is an author who desires to use her gifts to glorify God. She's created this blog to tell stories of her childhood, musings about life, motherless daughters, grief and loss, faith in God, her family history, and facts about the Long QT syndrome. She also has a hearing condition called Tinnitus. Doing interviews with motherless daughters like herself are of great interest. Join in discussions by following this blog and commenting. She would love to hear your stories about life. Myrna is a Christ follower, wife, mother, sister, friend, aunt, and cousin. She was an elementary school teacher for 27 years; now works in her church, and a few other volunteer activities such as Hospice doing "Life Reviews" and Vigils. Myrna loves to read, write, listen to music, go to concerts, and take pictures. Her favorite pastime is boating with her husband near the beautiful shores of West Michigan.
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