Judy came into my life when I was only three years old. Her daughter, Bonnie, has been my best friend since we were tots which pretty much crowns Judy as my second mom. I’m sure she’s worn that crown proudly. For real.
Judy has experienced everything with me from the loss of my first tooth to the birth of my firstborn. She has cleaned up my messes, played games with me (this was no sacrifice – she loved to play more than I), watched me become mesmerized with Tinker Bell flying from atop of the Disney castle, and loved on me like her own. All of this by itself is enough to make her shine in my life, but she has been more.
She believes big. I mean really big. Her faith is big. She not only believes big for little ole’ me, but she believes big for the local church. She loves the local church more than anyone I have ever known. I have never, EVER heard her criticize the church. She only speaks positive and powerful affirmations over the house of God. You see, Judy believes that God really does live in the local church. And, that’s just cool.
She understands that God is truly in control. And, she believes that the best is yet to come – always.
She’s called me many affectionate names over my lifetime, but for the past few years, she has come to call me “Grasshopper”. She believes that God uses me and wants to continue to use me. Oh, I get weekly e-mails where she gently pushes me into all that God has for me. She dreams big and believes big.
There is no one like her. I’m beyond grateful that she has imparted to me the gift of BIG. And, this little grasshopper loves her big.