Her relationship with God is a paradox. She speaks to Him as a close friend, yet knows Him as the Creator and Judge, someone all-to magnificent to fully understand.
She recently celebrated a birthday and when I think of Psalm 92:12-15, I can't help but envision her as she ages.
they will grow like a cedar of Lebanon;
13 planted in the house of the Lord,
they will flourish in the courts of our God.
14 They will still bear fruit in old age,
they will stay fresh and green,
15 proclaiming, “The Lord is upright;
he is my Rock, and there is no wickedness in him.”
Her generosity challenges me. Her faith inspires me. Her stories stretch me. Her love enriches me.
Tonight we met at her house for prayer. She shared her need for us to pray for her if we think about her. She explained often when we think about someone, it's a prompting from the Lord to pray for them.
"If God brings someone to your mind, pray for them," she admonished.
So today I am praying for Mama Stack. May her legacy of faith and prayer endure throughout the generations of her children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren and beyond. May the rest of her life be the best of her life. Holy Spirit, continue to use her in ways that shock, amaze and delight her. Fill her with renewed energy and vitality. Pour your goodness and grace upon her. In Jesus' name, Amen.