Today’s post will be the first on this blog written by someone other than myself.  The author will be my 89 year old Grandmother, Alta Mullet, who very early this morning completed her brief journey on this rock we call earth and began a new one in the physical presence of her Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

There are many things that my grandma might say at this moment if she had the opportunity.  No doubt if she had the chance she would be able to speak words of wisdom to which one would do well to listen too.  However she doesn’t have that chance, and quite honestly she doesn’t need it.  Because Grandma, like all of us, lived a life that spoke volumes more than any words she might utter at the end of it.  As a man who was blessed to experience Alta Mullet for 32 years it is my opportunity this morning to pass along some words which I believe were spoken by her life.

HOW TO LEAVE A LEGACY.

1) Make egg sandwiches and chocolate milk.  There is one meal  that I crave, not for it’s quality of flavor or nutritional value but for the place and time too which it transports me with each bite.  For me, egg sandwiches and chocolate milk reflect the relational investment my Grandma made in me as a child.  Even writing about it places me at her small kitchen table, as a seven years old who is jumping out of my skin over the anticipation of my pending fishing trip with Grandpa.  While I spew words a mile a minute, she answers my questions by simply placing a small white plate in front of me, on it bursting out from between two perfectly buttered pieces of bread are the lightest and fluffiest eggs one ever tasted.  By the plate is a glass, in it, a concoction so chocolaty that rather than drink it one almost needs to unwrap and take a bite. 

2) Have strawberry jam at the table.  My Grandpa was a great influence in my life.  He was a tender man in his old age in no small part to both the victory’s and tragedy’s of his life experience.  He accomplished much and lost much in his life but his most precious prize was the woman he loved and his most pressing defeat the day his body gave out and left her alone on this earth without him.  For over fifty years my Grandpa was loved unconditionaly by a woman he didn’t deserve, a woman whose spirit would not break, and a woman who thought he hung the moon.  Grandma went through periods where Grandpa worked too much, hunted too much, was sad too much, did nothing too much, but in each of these periods of his life – grandma was beside him, believing in him, and spurring him on to be whom God created him to be.  Sometimes at dinner grandpa would gruffly chide grandma for not having the strawberry jam on the table – each time my grandma’s response was simply to get up, retreive it from the kitchen and place it beside him. 

3) Play Rook every Friday.  Rook is a card game.  Like life, to be experienced fully, it cannot be played alone.  Grandma had a group of friends that for years she hosted in a weekly game of Rook.  Sometimes she would win, sometimes she would lose.  But each Rook party came complete with homemade dessert, spirited laughter, and a perfect display of arrogance from the winner.  Yes, grandma could gloat.

4) Plant a garden, then enjoy it.   When I would arrive at Grandma’s house, I would often find her not in the house.  Instead she would be found outside, planting or pruning.  When I picture Grandma I see her in a yellow sundress on her knees with a pile of freshly cut flowers or fleshly pulled weeds.  Spring thru fall, her house was filled with the fruit of her hands – Grandma could turn dirt, manure, and sweat into flowers or vegetables better than anyone I knew.

These four things are obviously not Grandma’s suggestion to you for the details of your legacy.  They do however illustrate one of the two main truths her life preached.  LIFE IS SHORT – SO LIVE IT TO THE FULLEST.  Grandma’s life spanned almost 90 years, but the truth be told, it went by really fast. 

Egg sandwiches are not Grandma’s legacy- but entertaining her Grandchildren for overnight visits and creating untold adventures for them was.  Egg sandwiches were just one of the small things Grandma did because she loved me – they just happen to be the one that I remember best.

Strawberry Jam is not Grandma’s legacy – but loving one man deeply and unselfishly for her entire life was.  I never heard grandma once speak anything but respect for the man she shared life with and for that her children rise up and call her blessed. 

Winning at Rook is not Grandma’s legacy – but a host of real and intimate friends is.  Grandma invested her life in people and tonight I will joyfully drive my family over 600 miles to join hundreds of others in celebrating her investment and her passing to join those who have gone on before. 

Gardening is not Grandma’s legacy – but pursuing ones passions with diligence and hard work is.  Grandma was not a victim of today’s fast food, instant gratification culture.  Instead she modeled the joy that is found in doing what you love and patiently trusting God for the results.  Gardening is perhaps the best illustration of God’s desire to partner with man in life – you follow his rules, faithfully do what you can, and trust him for the rest.  Grandma had this down and taught it to those who would listen.

Sorry for the length of this post – it’s just hard to pack 90 years into a paragraph.  So here is part 1 of Alta Mullet’s legacy as observed by her grandson:  1)  Be intentional about making life fun for those you love,  2) Be selfless in your love for your spouse,  3)  Be significant through a host of meaningful friendships, and 4) Pursue your passions with diligence and hard work – trusting God for the results.

Tomorrow is Part two – hope you can come back.

God is good – Grandma’s are almost as good

Josh