Eventually I gathered up the courage to ask her if she would be my mentor and if we could meet together. Lo and behold, this tiny woman is a mighty woman of God, a fierce prayer warrior, and a bold speaker of the truth with a heart of gold. She lost her father at a young age. Traveled the world. Served as a missionary in Africa.
My new friend is teaching me a wealth of knowledge. Sometimes she is so overwhelmed by God’s love she wraps her arms around herself and gives a squeeze. “That is for you,” she’ll say as she looks heavenward.
Each week we get together and watch a Bible study on DVD. Taking an hour or two out of my day to meet with my beloved friend is priceless. They say you become like those you spend your time with. I would be honored to be like her.
We have our Bible study set at the same time each week because she wants to waste no time. Her body may not be fully capable of doing the things she once did in Africa or the other places she once called home. Yet her love for God consumes her, strengthening her for battle. When I was off work for a month due to an injury, I struggled with a loss of purpose after the first week. My friend taught me how much power we have in Christ, even when we must sit still!
I want to raise the bar for my normal routine, redefine what I call intentional living, and fight the battle for dying hearts in this world. How much I have learned from a tiny white-haired lady who could easily have gone ignored!