She’s Gone Home

A part of me still can’t believe she’s gone.

She was doing well and fighting this cancer – then with out warning a blood clot took her life.

Absent from the body, present with the Lord.

Her going sent a shock wave through our small church fellowship. Yesterday was a day of grief as we sat together and remembered her.

The tears flowed freely as we heard story after story of all the things she had done – all the needs she saw and quietly met. Nothing big or newsworthy – just faithfully serving – touching life after life.

She wasn’t one to be in the limelight. She wasn’t one to teach, or sing, or be on stage. She would most likely be washing dishes in the kitchen, reading to a friend in the nursing home, or hugging someone while speaking a few words of encouragement.

You see – she loved.

She loved her Lord and that love radiated from her. She wore her heart on her sleeve – and freely shared it.

She loved her husband, her daughters, and all those grandchildren – passionately.

And she loved us all – especially our children. When she heard a baby cry in church she would smile and say, “I love that sound – it means the church is growing!”

Our stories, our lives, and our needs were important to her. There wasn’t a person in the church – from the youngest to the oldest – who didn’t know this because she showed us in so many ways.

She was a prayer warrior.

She was my prayer warrior.

I would share a request. She would squeeze my hand and say “I’ll be praying.”

And she did.

She prayed me through every Christmas program, every VBS, and every little crisis that seemed overwhelming. She prayed my children through airplane flights, illness, and attitudes.

She prayed.

She would ask how things were.

When I answered, “Not so good.”

She would pat my hand and say “I’ll pray harder.”

And she did.

We had two special prayer requests that we committed to pray for together. She went home before seeing either of them answered.

I’ll keep praying for them – but on my own now.

It’s hard to believe that she will never again reach over and give my hand a squeeze or a pat and remind me that God has everything under control.

Yes, God does have everything under control.

Even though our hearts are sore with grief – we are rejoicing that right now she is sitting at the feet of Jesus – worshiping. No more pain. No more suffering.

She’s gone home.

While we will miss her sweet presence – we are so thankful for the legacy she left us.

In her own quiet, unassuming way she taught some really big lessons – how to serve faithfully, how to love extravagantly, and how to pray fervently.

As one gal said so beautifully yesterday, “She was the woman I wanted to grow up to be.”


Photo by Dr. Paul G. Tuli.

10 thoughts on “She’s Gone Home

  1. She sounds like Jesus. What a beautiful tribute and what a wonderful life to emulate. Sending blessings to you and your tribe as your hearts begin to heal.


  2. I am so sorry for your loss. This is a beautiful tribute. I would love for others to describe me the way you describe this precious woman.




  3. I did not know this person, but just reading this tribute, I have tears as I read this. She must have been an extraordinary person.


  4. I am so sorry for your loss! And you won’t be praying alone for your unspoken special requests, I will help you! Even though I don’t know what they are, God does.

    your sister in Christ


  5. She will certainly be missed. Thank you for writing this Melinda. And yes, absent from the body, but praise be to God, present with the Lord!


  6. That has to be one of the most moving pieces I’ve ever read about the passing of a loved one. One can tell you poured your heart into it…similar to the way you both poured your hearts into one another. Will be praying for you and those two “unspoken” requests.
    P.S. Thanks for alleviating some of the guilt with your remark on my “Sam’ism III” post!

    May His light shine down on you…



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