Friday, July 7, 2017

It's Not The Size Of The Dog In The Fight, But The Size Of The Fight In The Dog

It's Not The Size Of The Dog In The Fight, 
It's The Size Of The Fight In The Dog

My great grandmother, Callie Mae Coleman Lee, was well loved all over the Tennessee town where she lived all her life, but life wasn't  always easy on her. 

She was widowed at fifty years old and had never remarried. "Mama Lee" (as we called her) was born with one leg shorter than her other one to which she had to wear an orthopedic type elevated shoe. 

She also had throat cancer and had to have her voice box removed. That surgery not only left her voiceless, but it meant a visible hole was in the front of her neck where she now breathed and coughed through. To speak she had to use a handheld device that she held up to her neck that made a robotic voice come from the vibrations.

Mama Lee was funny, she loved to tell jokes and laugh. She baked pies and handed them out to friends and family as often as someone would give a smile or hugs. 

She lived alone. She was kind, giving, loving, and fun. She was so busy making others feel loved and special she didn't have time to complain or feel sorry for herself.

The day she died she had baked pies and delivered them. That evening she sat down in her chair and went home to be with Jesus.  Her funeral procession was over 2 miles long with all the people she had touched through her 94 years of loving life.

"I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want." Philippians 4:12

"You my brothers and sisters, were called to be free. But do not use your freedom to indulge the flesh; rather, serve one another humbly in love." Galatians 5:13

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