How it all started

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Ok. Deep Breath. Exhale ...
Margaret Lynn, better known, or should I say ONLY known, as Grandma or Maw-Maw, is the angel I was referring to in my previous post. In fact, it was many years after our love affair began that I learned her birth name, but this doesn't mean we didn't know each other well. In fact, I knew her by her God-given name, which holds much more weight with me. Just as Abraham, Jacob, Sarah, and Peter all had their names changed by our Almighty God (well Peter's by Jesus, but you get my point) which signified their purpose in God's plan, Grandma's name, I believe, signifies her calling and fulfillment of His purpose for her in His plan as well. You see, the name Grandma has so much meaning that it crosses cultural barriers and has a universal meaning for people that reaks with unconditional love. Grandma is very different than Mother or sister or aunt, Grandma is that one person in your life that not only loves you unconditionally, but she can't even help it because she can't even see your flaws, your weaknesses, those places you often fall short/miss the mark. No, Grandma can't see your sin. You never have to fear looking in her eyes and seeing disappointment, instead, when your flesh has reared its ugly face once again, you can fall into her embrace(which is always way more powerful than her muscleless arms with frail bones and aged skin lead on) and feel so overwhelmed with love; honest, pure, unconditional love that you feel at peace. Sound familar? For me, this familiarity hits home because it is exactly the same feeling I recieve when our Lord wraps me in His arms and holds me tight. I melt in His peace and experience a love that overwhelms me.
Grandma Walker has spent a lifetime doing God's work.Have you ever met anyone that was in this world, yeah, but there was so much about them that seemed out of this world as well. This is why I say Grandma is a living angel. I have thought much about her over the years, this last year inparticular, wanting to figure out why God would send a perfect angel to live here on Earth amidst so much darkness and everyday He gives me a new and perfect answer. Grandma is called Grandma because that is what she is to everyone. She offers so much light into the world that she can't even see the darkness that surrounds her or the darkness within those she meets. Just as any Grandma does, she attracts children like a magnet and I truly believe that this is her soul's source of energy. Children posses so much of God's light. Light attracts light, and I visibly see this happen when I am in her pressence. For example, just a few weeks ago, when I was visiting Maw-Maw briefly with Mia Grace (my one year old daughter), I found myself in one of those unescapable moments, like we've talked about, where God just spoke to my heart so profoundly through her. I got to see light attract light manifest with my daughter and Grandma. Maw-Maw suffers from Alzheimers now and I'm not sure she knows who I am anymore though you would never know, heck, I don't even know most of the time. I know that sounds crazy, but that is truly the kind of remarkable I am talking about. I know deep deep deep down that if I were to ask her, "Grandma, who am I? What is my name?" she probably would not give my name as an answer. But I don't have to know that she knows me by name still because she still makes me feel like I am the most precious thing she has ever laid eyes. It's like her eyes pierce through me right into my soul and she only sees the place where my spirit and the spirit of the Lord reside in communion. She only sees that perfection in me through Him. With one look she gives me hope that deep inside me there still resides the perfect initial creation I was meant to be. That is the kind of known that doesn't need to know my earthly name. That day I watched what I have always felt but could not express into words manifest when my Aunt Helen, (Grandma's daughter, so again, not at all related to me), picked up Mia Grace close by Grandma's chair. I heard Grandma ask Helen in her beautiful soft voice, as I walked away, "Is she ours Auntie?" and my Aunt Helen, replied, "Yes she sure is Maw-Maw," and Grandma sat quietly for a moment and then said, this time in her whisper voice (not a secretive whisper, but more of a prayerful whisper, like she was talking to someone else other than Helen) ... "I knew she was because I could see it in her eyes." At that moment what I had been trying to explain all made sense. I don't think Grandma was talking to "Auntie" at all, I think she was talking to the Lord, validating the light she saw radiating from that baby - my baby girl. I can hear her inner voice validating what she knew to be true "Lord, she is one of us, right? I can see her light - your light beaming through her eyes. She is one of your precious children I just know it..." For those of you with children I don't think I have to say much else.

I know many of you reading are probably wondering about my relationship and story with Grandma and expecting that to be the basis of what I wrote. Grandma has been in my life since I was an infant, where she kept me alone everyday and then my brother from his 3rd day of life until we each started school. After that, we spent summers with her until we were old enough to be at home alone. She called us her own, her adopted grandchildren, and in many ways we were closer to her than her own blood, but then again, she makes everyone feel that way even the first time you meet her. I have so many stories and memories and examples of how she was not only my first example of a godly woman, but my first glimpse at God himself, as her spirit exudes HIM more powerfully than any person I have ever met. Yet, she never read the bible to me (as she cannot read) and never drove me to church (as she has never driven a car). She is the essence of what true ministry is all about. My intention in writing was initially to explain how she has affected my life but as I am sure all of you have experienced, the Lord had different plans and I am grateful the spirit led this post.

If it doesn't make sense to all of you, at least it was good for my heart and my prayer is that this message will be sent from my spirit to hers tonight.