I find it really hard to think of Mum as a woman of faith because although she was and I knew she was, it’s only really since her death that I’ve recognised the things she did in the name of her faith.
- Sue believed in an active, real, present, speaking, healing, powerful, life changing God.
- She believed that he knew what He was doing with her life – she often used the phrase ‘God knows’ when talking to people about uncertainty.
- Sue was generous with all that she had, particularly her gifts and her time and where she could her money.
- She believed that reading his word helped have more a relationship with Him
- She was committed to church even when the people drove her NUTS (thankfully it had been a good few years since this had been the case!)
- She put others before herself, particularly children and us as teenagers taking on our youth group to ensure we were taught despite hating doing it
- She was faithful
- She was grateful
- She rarely moaned
And the crazy thing is that when you look back over the years of illness and much time bed bound or HUGELY limited in what she could do and how long she could do it, of moving around churches when she was settled and happy for Dad’s worth and for loss that she had to deal with in her life she STILL had the faith listed above and probably more that I’ve yet to even think of.