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But Mama Gal, or Mrs. Mavis to some, she didn't plan to go out without reminding everyone for whom she lived. And how can you instruct people to talk about your faith without imparting the hope that comes with the name of Jesus Christ?
The preacher extolled Mama Gal's bible reading. He held up clippings and pictures that she kept in her large-print bible. He read some of her notations and shared some underlined verses.
And the mind of my eight year-old daughter absorbed all the hope she could as her eyes filled with tears.
It was a whirlwind trip to Shreveport, Louisiana, and soon as she got to her room, Abby took out her glittery Bible and opened the front cover.
How else did Mavis affect my little one? How else did her words reach over to the other side? Click here to continue reading.
Linking Wednesday with Tracy and Michell.