Saying Goodbye

"My grace is sufficient for you, for power is made perfect in weakness."

2 Corinthians 12.9

I dedicate this post to my beloved mother-in-law, Velda Meryl Scott. December 4th was a sad day for the family; it was the day she passed away, her body no longer withstanding all the ailments which afflicted it. She fought a good long battle with illness and yet her spirit of grace and determination never faltered. I shall miss you dearly.

Mom was a woman of strong faith and many questions. I was often asked why there was so much pain in the world, why was she born here in a country of affluence, having so much, while there were people starving in  3rd world countries. "Where was God in the midst of wars?" she would ask. So many questions about the mysteries of God, good and evil, questions I had very little answers to, aside from 'one day we will know.' I am sure the night Christ took her home that all of her questions were answered in a blink of an eye. 

My respect and love for mom knew no bounds, for she was a woman who lived her life seeing others through the lens of grace, with full knowledge of all the ways people fall short. I knew her as a vessel of hope and encouragement to many, accepting people without judgement or condemnation, regardless of their pasts. Though mom spent many years bound to a wheelchair, she never lived as a defeated person. She was a witness to all of what courage looks like. She gave flesh to the scripture: 

"My grace is sufficient for you, for power is made perfect in weakness."

2 Corinthians 12.9

Her ailments and afflictions never once stopped her from living life to the fullest. I know that my life has been enriched and blessed because of who she was and how she lived with love, grace, and mercy administered to all. Mom is no longer bond to a chair, she is free. I believe from the moment she breathed her last, at that specific moment she danced with jubilation, and peace for the first time in many years. Mom may not be with us in the flesh anymore, but her spirit and our memories of life spent with her will always be with us. They will form the stories carried down through generations.

Grace to all,

Diane