She patiently teaches correct grammar to those who don’t use it, the love for literature to video gamers, the ability to communicate to those who would rather grunt and nod. She teaches and reteaches because that is how she, and so many other dedicated educators, show their love for the coming generation and their respect for those who taught before.
Perhaps she learned by having children, and now a grandchild. There probably isn’t a better greenhouse for the fruits of patience and kindness than the living room of a home. From diapers to diplomas, a mother lovingly instructs, patiently waits up past curfew, hopefully preparing the child for the rigors of their own adult adventure. My sister worked hard to display consistent love to her children, opening her home to significant others and welcoming new families and a new grandchild. Love is threaded through every touch, each word and moments of hope.
Perhaps she learned by sitting at the feet of God, His fingerprints over all that she is. She learned at a very early age the wonders of the grace of God, and has spent years trying to display that grace to others. She has been faithful to God as she serves alongside her husband, as she has raised her children to revere God, and as she has been known for her loving heart.
If there are stars in crowns in heaven, my sister’s crown will look like the sky. If there are rewards to be enjoyed, if there are thank-you’s to be said, if there are words of praise to be heard, “Well done, faithful and loving servant” will be trumpeted across streets of gold for the patience and kindness shown by my sister.
Big brother has learned lots from little sister about this love of another kind
— Tom May is the Minister of Discipleship at Eastside Christian Church in Jeffersonville. He is an adjunct instructor in the Communications Department at Indiana University Southeast.