Several years ago, a dear friend of mine passed away. Here name was Holly and she was just 30 years
old.
Holly was a beautiful as the day is long. She was a natural Snow White, with beautiful
peach skin, natural red lips and black hair down her waist. She always had a smile on her face. Any chance she had, Holly would sing. She had a beautiful singing voice and her
eyes would twinkle with the spirit. Everyone
felt special when they were around Holly.
I think of Holly almost every day. A few weeks ago, I had a dream. I was in a large ball room gathered with
hundreds of people, many of which I recognized as family. We were hugging and welcoming one another
when in walked a queen. It was Holly. Everyone was surprised. The crowd hushed and we all bowed. She was dressed in a red gown and looked like royalty. I was overcome with emotion.
A large lined formed as those in the room wished to speak to
Holly. Many took photos with her and hugged,
others were crying with joy; unable to speak.
Finally, when it was my turn and I was speechless for a moment. After hugging Holly, I told her she was so
beautiful. Then I said “I can’t believe
you are really here. I think of you
every day. How are you?”
She took my hand in hers and looked into my eyes. In a beautiful voice she said “Most gracious.”
I held her stare for a moment, wondering what she meant, then was moved along as
others in line were waiting to see her.
I watched intently as this queen-like woman loved and held dear all
those in the room.
Then, I woke up.
“Most gracious,” she had said.
Gracious.
That word ran through my mind. It was a bit haunting. I don’t think I’ve ever heard the word
gracious used in that frame of reference.
I quickly ran to my bible dictionary. The word gracious was defined as the
following:
Gracious
2
a : marked by kindness and courtesy <a gracious host>b : gracefulc : marked by tact and delicacy : urbaned : characterized by charm, good taste, generosity
of spirit, and the tasteful leisure of wealth and good breeding<gracious living>
Gracious -what a perfect word to express her sweet life, her love of the Lord and her vision of heaven. I think of Holly in my dream; her queen-like mannerisms and
her royal red dress. How beautifully she
loved all those waiting to see her and was most gracious in her expressions. I’m grateful for a Father in Heaven for
creating beautiful words that allow us to express ourselves, even in dreams. Each word is uniquely beautiful. My friend Holly told me she was “most
gracious.” What a beautiful way to think
of her, for truly she is.
What a lovely tribute to your friend, Laura! Thank you for your insight on what it means to be gracious. It is a quality I want very much to cultivate.
ReplyDeleteThis is a lovely post. I'd like to know more about your friend.
ReplyDeleteMy 2nd cousin once removed, with whom I do genealogy work, is southern and she is always gracious. I said to her, "I'm a Yankee. I didn't get the gracious genes."
Gracious, to me, means generous, kind, thinking of the other person. That's what my cousin is.