The Lord has been taking me back to my childhood this year.
Memories of things forgotten have resurfaced.
Today it was Mr. Hill and my first Sunday school teacher.
Unfortunately, I can’t remember her name.
I do remember, clearly, her story of what happens when you give your life to follow Jesus.
She said it was just like having a King.
You choose to follow Him and He guides your whole life.
I was thrilled!
I knew I wanted Jesus to be my King.
My mom helped me pray for that when we got home.
I don’t know if my Sunday school teacher ever knew she was the person who planted the seed.
Mr. Hill went to our church too.
My memories of him are very hazy.
What I remember most is holding his big wrinkled hand.
We would get out of Sunday school.
Our church had Sunday school for all ages.
Then I would run to where my Dad’s class was and I would walk with Mr. Hill, holding his hand, to Chapel.
Honestly, I can’t remember a single word he ever spoke.
I know he did, but I can’t remember them.
What I do remember is that I loved him and I knew he loved me.
He passed away while I was still young.
Because I couldn’t remember it my Dad told me about the last time I ever saw Mr. Hill.
He was at home, his health was weak.
Daddy had driven my sister and myself to visit him and his wife.
Dad told me I went in and sat next to his bed and just held his hand.
Evidently, I sat there for a while.
My father said he was so surprised that after I did that I told Mr. Hill my sister was going to come next to hold his hand.
Then I got up, went and told my sister it was her turn and she sat next to his bed holding his hand.
My father only told me that story once that I can recall, but it really touched his heart.
Mr. Hill went home to Jesus not long after that.
I’m so thankful for these memories and for the love God has lavished upon me through others.
My dad was so touched by my love for Mr. Hill, but I know I loved him because he loved me.
And I’m certain he loved me because Jesus loves him.
Throughout my life I’ve wanted to love others as Christ does.
To be that person who took the time to walk slowly to Chapel because a little girl was important.
To bless others with a smile and kind words, because they are so valuable to Jesus and therefore valuable to me.
To be purposeful about the everyday things which can often be of more importance than the scheduled events.
I’m so thankful to God for my Sunday school teacher, my parents, a whole host of others, and for Mr. Hill.
John 15:12 KJV — This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you.
Dear Lord Jesus,
Thank You for this command. Please help me to love as You do, to walk in Your ways each day. Lord Jesus, thank You for the memories which I had forgotten. Thank You for so many people in my life who have loved and supported me and my family. Lord, I want to spread Your love to as many as possible, but I trust You to deal with the details and I will simply work on living daily for You. Thank You for everything You have done, are doing, and will do. Thank You for loving me. Amen.