There are many people in my life who I would consider to be saints. Countless people have mentored me and modeled for me what it means to be a child of God each and every day. Sometimes I am prone to only call those who have already died saints. Truthfully, there are a few living saints in my life as well as people who have gone before me.
But today, I am thinking of Dot, an elderly woman from my home church. She was in a nursing home when I was in high school. She had a big recliner in her room and a table with lots of pictures of family and friends. Somehow, I formed a special connection with her and I would go visit her once or twice a month. She sat in her bed and I slumped into the recliner. She told me about her family, her children and grandchildren and her life adventures. I told her about band practice, babysitting, and homework. I was drawn to her and loved listening to her stories as well as the sacred way she listened to mine.
Dot died while I was in college and I couldn’t go home for her funeral, but her daughter wrote me a letter sharing with me how much my visits meant to her mom.
Dot is a saint in my life. She didn’t serve me any food; I doubt she cleaned before I came over, and she never seemed worried if we got interrupted. However, she showed me radical hospitality by the way that she welcomed me and made me feel at home. She showed me what it meant to live a life of gratitude, no matter what circumstances you find yourself in.
Who are the people (both those living and those who have gone before) that have made an impact on who you are or taught you something about yourself or God? Let us join in giving thanks for the saints among us!