Last week my dear Aunt Andy passed away. She was my mom’s only sister, and her
children were almost like siblings to us growing up. She was a wonderful example to me of faith and
love, and of keeping an eternal perspective.
She was also a great musician, and helped to foster a love
of music in our extended family.
When my cousin spoke at her funeral, she talked about what a
great accompanist she was. She had a
talent for being able to follow the singer (she was playing the piano) even
when they got lost or sang the wrong thing at the wrong time. The audience never knew something had gone
wrong, because she could find them where they were, and support them there.
She talked about how that was one of her talents in life as
well. She could find people where they
were, love them there, and support them in their journey. There were so many people that were drawn to
her and her home because of the love and acceptance they felt there. Her kids’
friends wanted to be in her home as much as
possible. She had a large house, and
there was always room for someone who needed a place to stay. Often she would arrive at family functions
with an “extra”- someone who was living with them for a while. Everyone who was
around her felt loved and supported right where they were.
I’ve been thinking all week about what a valuable and
Christlike skill that is, and one that I want to purposely cultivate in
myself. I don’t want to waste any time
believing people should be different than they are. Not my husband, my children, my extended
family, or even strangers that I come in contact with. I want to love and accept them right where
they are, and for that to become my “default setting.” I want everyone in my circle to feel welcomed and “found” just as they are, and then supported as they move
forward.
I am so grateful for Aunt Andy's influence in my life.
I am so grateful for Aunt Andy's influence in my life.
It turns out love really is always the answer.
