My Ammachi

Every now and then you might encounter someone who will radically change the way you see life and the way you live it. My Grandmother (or Ammachi as I called her) did that many times over in my life. I have memories of her reaching out to me when I was 2 or 3 years old and that continued way into my adult life. Ammachi was a rock in my life and the wisdom that flowed from her was immense. She would speak words of Truth into my life and if the amount of tender reproof was any indication of how much she loved me, I think she loved me quite a bit !!


My Ammachi went to be with Jesus on Friday, the 2nd of April 2009.
I had the blessing to see her before she passed on. She waited till all of her surviving children and some of her grandchildren and great grandchildren came by her side from all around the world. It was a sobering and precious moment for all of us.









She had fought a good fight, she had run the race well, she had lived a life that was honorable in every way. An incredible woman in every way, married an incredible man, continued to raise 8 children after she was widowed 44 years ago, provided for her children's needs by putting a sewing machine to its limit, she spoke 6 different languages,composer of several hymns, a sharp wit and a warm sense of humor, she could make a meal fit for a king with 2 ingredients, she had travelled and lived around the world, she had memorized and studied most of the Bible, she prayed steadfastly for many by name daily and now it certainly can be said that she fought a good fight.
"Her children rise up and call her Blessed...." Prov. 31:28


P.S. I had the blessing of making those images a few years ago which seem to capture that warm smile and the glow in her eyes.I shot a series of images as she gently chided me for "wasting" the pictures. Not a waste at all Ammachi, not a waste at all.
I also have her on Video recounting her "story" and her walk of faith. I will keep you posted when I complete it. God Bless!