Happy birthday, Mom! Mildred Lucille passed from this life into the next almost seven years ago. We miss her, but know she’s very much alive, loving us in ways we can’t yet appreciate.
Recently my husband and I attended a Rediscover: faith talk where the speaker challenged us to join him in considering our purpose in this world. Then he got our attention. “Every action reveals our answer. Every action is an investment we can never get back bringing us closer to or further from who we want to become… Will we leave an inheritance that will last? Are we building lasting value?”
Mom lived a modest life. Based upon the world’s standards she’d be considered an utter failure. She didn’t obtain a college degree. She died with no sizeable estate. She never had a powerful job.
But, by otherworldly standards, she was our family’s most productive stock broker. She left an inheritance that will last. She invested in faith, hope, and love — and then gave it all away.