I remember one particular Sunday service when I was all dolled up. An older lady at our church, Evelyn, came up to me. She gushed over my dress oohing and ahhing at my cuteness. I couldn't have been over 5 years old, and I may have been even younger than that. I wasn't quite sure what to do since I was a bit shy. Regardless, Evelyn grabbed her husband's arm and said, "Ewell, doesn't Jenny look so sweet today?"
Ewell turned toward me and replied, "Yes, she is quite lovely." I have no clue why after 20 years I still remember standing next to that blue pew in my church while Ewell and Evelyn doted on me. I love how something so simple can become a memory. It doesn't have to be wrapped in a pretty package tied up with bows of big events. It can just be a few simple words spoken to a little girl in a pretty dress.
I write about this memory today because Ewell is no longer with us. He had been battling his health for a while now, and the Lord finally called him home on Monday evening.
Sometimes I get caught up in thinking that my life needs to be magnificent. That I need to make my mark here on earth. I forget that when I get to walk on streets of gold the Lord will be proud of the little things I did for His Kingdom.
Ewell lived his life simply. It was not a simple life.; no life is. But he lived a life anyone would be proud of, singing praises to the Lord, holding the hand of his precious wife, and speaking words of kindness to everyone. He was a great man, and my life is better because I knew him. I know that on Monday night when Ewell stood before his maker he heard, "My child, look around you, great is your reward."