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Topic: Easter (05/30/05)
- TITLE: My Favorite Picture
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I can still see her standing in the open door, waving good-bye as she did every time I left her. Bent over from age, but always smiling. If only I had known it would be the last time, I would have said something, done something, to let her know just what a profound influence she’d had on my life. I will miss her, but I am thankful for the pictures…
The early pictures of my grandmother are in primitive black and white. They show a beautiful young girl, then a loving wife. There is a picture of a young mother, surrounded by her precious children, and one of a teacher standing beside her class of enthusiastic third graders. I never knew this person, only the person she was to become, the person who would teach me about every stage of life, because she had lived them all.
There is a picture of me as a little girl looking up at her with admiration, her calm expression giving me comfort and security. Each of us keeping secrets of magical stories and exciting games.
There is the portrait of the two of us on my wedding day. Her beaming face is as radiant as my own, supporting me like the rock that she had always been, and always would be.
Then, there is my favorite picture. It is a crystal clear representation of the two extremes of human life, a photo of my grandmother kissing the cheek of my newborn daughter. The contrast of old age and new birth is striking. The similarities are few, but if you look very closely you can see the kinship of two strong women, in very different forms.
It is Easter and I take pictures of my children dressed in their Sunday best. I struggle to make sure everyone is smiling, not a hair out of place. They are carefree and innocent, in the genesis of their lives. As I celebrate the joy of a resurrected savior, I thank God for the gift of youth, both present and eternal. You see, because of what happened that first Easter morning, my grandmother is no longer old and tired. She is young, beautiful, and free once again. She smiles brightly for the camera, surrounded by the breathtaking backdrop of paradise. What a perfect picture of the immeasurable love of our God!
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