I Needed Her


This weekend I had the opportunity of speaking at Girl in the Mirror. GITM is a weekend where high school students gather at one of the most beautiful houses I have ever seen and spend time falling in love with Jesus.  I loved so many things about this weekend – time in the Word, getting all dolled up for a photo shoot, endless questions about how teenage girls can love Jesus, and meeting new friends that I already love and miss. One person stood out to me, Mrs. Glow. Mrs. Glow is the momma of the host family, who I already love more than words, that started and run this event every year.

Mrs. Glow worked all weekend long in the kitchen feeding over 50 people. She hugged on girls and grabbed our faces and told us she loved us. Her hugs were meaningful and her cookies made my mouth water. She served out us out of a heart full of Jesus.

She taught us more things by her service and her cooking this weekend than I did all weekend. She showed us in a weekend what a lifetime of walking with the Lord looks like, faithfulness shined on her face.

At the end of the weekend, she walked up to me and looked right into my eyes and told me she loved me. I hope she knows how much I love her. I wanted to beg her to be my grandmother since mine just went to be with Jesus.  I imagine I am not the only one who longs for a precious woman who has walked many miles with Jesus to hug our necks, tell us they love us, and maybe even feed us some cookies.  

I’m afraid these ladies who have faithfully served our Lord for years don’t know how much we need them. I am scared my generation doesn’t realize how important these relationships are and how necessary they are for us to form them.  So I challenge both women to find each other, enter into their world, and tell them that we need them. 


One thought on “I Needed Her

  1. Women friends, young and old, are among my greatest treasures. I just returned from visiting with two friends whom I have known for a LONG time (one since 1976 and one since about 1990), and our survival of births, deaths, illnesses, surgeries, anniversaries, championships, and LIFE lived trusting our Heavenly Father whether we understood His plan or not is a bond that will never be broken. Hmmm . . .I haven’t seemed to be able to get motivated to get rid of my big old house; maybe I should consider more ministry opportunities. (Mine is NOT among the most beautiful that you’ve ever seen, but it IS comfortable.) Titus 2 women will never grow old.

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