Richardine Lucille Hunt September 9, 1923 to February 14, 2017

We Call Her Blessed

We Call Her Blessed By Kirk Hunt

Her children rise up and call her blessed

Proverbs 31:28a


The church was large and full. Any one you asked would claim to be Mother Hunt’s son or daughter, regardless of age or family-line. Certainly, we all call her blessed.


At first, she would convince you she was the most fragile and delicate creature you ever met. Eventually she would target you, for your own good, with her iron determination and steely strength of character. Still, you would love her and call her blessed.


Momma always appreciated what you did for her. Then she would tell you how you could have done it better. You might roll your eyes, but you would call her blessed.


She beamed with delight and pride over her children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren and the fifth generation she held in her arms. No matter how large the crowd near her, she concerned herself with who was far away. We would sigh, then call her blessed.


Her work in God’s Kingdom generated a host of spiritual sons and daughters. Everyone close to her understood the demands and privileges of being one of her children. And when they rose up, they call her blessed.


Momma spent her life trying to lead others to Christ and Christ-like living. Her love could be fierce and severe, but was always from the deepest part of her. The part of her that taught and corrected loved you, and more importantly, loved God. No wonder we call her blessed.


Think: The children of a true Mother rise up and call her blessed.


Pray: “Lord, thank you for providing true Mothers for Your earthly children.”


Copyright © May 2017, Kirk Hunt

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