A good friend passed away this past
week, we celebrated her today, a sweet friend who will be missed.
As often as it could work, once a
week, on Wednesdays, she sat at my dining table joining in with other sweet
friends in discussions of faith and love and family and struggles and
overcoming and being content and loss and stories of life…she was wise and sweet,
unassuming and brave…she wore her heart on her sleeve…she could be trusted, she
was never shocked, but listened…she did not judge, she thought deeply and she
shared her thoughts with intention and with passion, she held secrets close to
her heart …she lingered in silence and was steadfast in her faith.
Annie, the sweetest friend.
Annie, the first friend that we
have lost in this way.
Annie, the brave friend who showed
grace and compassion…a woman of kindness who worked at justice and walked in
humility, she had an open mind to let people into her space and to walk into
theirs; serving people, her family, her friends, her neighbours and strangers…in
the strength of her faith she shared her whole self, this was her legacy.
I read somewhere that a legacy is
not how we have succeeded or what we have accomplished but rather it is found
in the people we have touched. Today Annie’s legacy was loud and clear, one
after another stepping up to speak of how she served them, it was an honor to
hear the stories and to know that I was one of them.
The next time that my friends all
gather around my dining table to share words of faith and love and family and
struggles and overcoming and being content and loss and stories of life, there
will be something missing…it will be Annie and her sweet soul, yet her heart will
surely be felt in our midst…the best legacy.
Loving you Annie.
“My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you.”
John 15:12
I love that.
