Today it is raining sideways north of Atlanta.
There is a little golf tournament in Birthtown that doubled up Sunday play so that the champion would be chosen in time.
The weather pros have been talking about this storm for a couple of days, so last night I planned to do a little “skip day” for church. Until…..
Until Hubs asked, “What would Nanny do?”
I delivered Nanny’s eulogy a little over a month ago. I told an anecdote about Nanny never allowing weather (good or bad) keep my brother and I (and previously my Mom and Uncle) from church. She would say, “The devil tries to tempt us into staying home, but we won’t let him win!”
I’m not into “devil” theology, but we all know evil exists everywhere. I also know that I miss my Nanny very very very much. I couldn’t let the “devil” win today–especially after the beauty of Hubs remembering a line in my eulogy and calling me out so definitively.
After driving in pouring rain and trudging through what Pa would call a gully-washer, I arrived in the sanctuary for some of the most moving words I have ever heard. Don’t we all wonder why bad things happen to good people? If God is good, why is X, Y, Z in the world?
I am so grateful. I know Nanny meant for me to hear these words, and I would not have heard them on my own volition. I bet you will feel her smiling on you from heaven if you take twenty minutes and listen too. You don’t have to believe everything to believe something. Humor us (Nanny and I) and play it in the background while you do laundry, cook, or complete some other chore–and “don’t let the devil win.”