This week I am posting about the women of influence in my life.
If there is a women I wish I had more time with it is my grandmother, Martha Stokes. My mom, aunts, uncle, and older cousins could share much more about her than I can, but she did leave a lasting impression on my life.
For a few summers as a child I would go and stay at her house for a week or two. Not much happened those weeks and I spent a lot of time wishing I could leave and go over to my cousins house. But I did learn about "peace" there.
I would sleep late until their dog Pooky came in to wake me up. I have never slept anywhere as sound as I did in their home in Warner Robbins, Georgia.
She and I would sit quietly in front of the TV and shell peas or shuck corn while we watched PTL and the game show, Press Your Luck.
She spoke softly with a beautiful Central Georgia accent and would make affirming statements about life and God with subtle grace. She taught me to be "comfortably melancholy" and reflective. I spent many hours walking in my grandparent's garden listening to Russ Taff on my walkman and thinking about life.
She is a part of the great cloud of witnesses and I am grateful for the time I had with her.