I attended a funeral this weekend celebrating the life of a great woman. How often do we attend a celebration of life and come away inspired?  As person after person testified how this wonderful woman had impacted their relationship with God, I was amazed.  Her son told us she wore the trappings of this world loosely.  She was the epitome of living in the Heavenly realms while still on this earth.  She shared that with a wide variety of people and prodded and encouraged them to seek a deeper relationship with Christ.  She described her deep relationship with these words, "I am His favorite."  

I have heard several stories over the years of a favorite grandmother telling each grandchild, "You are my favorite."  They do not realize until she is gone, she told each one that.  So it is with Christ, we can all believe we are His favorite because He loves us so deeply that no one of this earth will ever compare.  We can become convinced we must be His favorite because of the deep love we experience as we seek to know Him better.

As I left that funeral, I wondered, "What will they say about me someday when my life is celebrated?"  Will anyone report their relationship with The Father was deepened because of my urging?  What a sweet legacy to leave!  I must say I am very doubtful I am living up to this challenge.  As I discussed this with a friend, she told me to not be stressed with trying to be that person, but instead be content with who I am.  As I thought this over, I realized she is right.  What we all should strive to be is the best at what God has called us to be.

We are all not called to be an encourager.  God has a unique calling for each of us.  We are His splendid and varied creations with gifts showered upon us with an individual formula for each and every one of us. We should be striving to live the best life possible based upon our uniqueness.  Also we are charged to interact differently with different people.  Our relationships with others is based upon unique personalities and needs.  While we might be an encourager with one friend, we might be called to only be a listener with another.

So hopefully when the day comes, the reports will be varied when others speak of our relationships.  I am praying, based upon the leading of the Spirit, I fulfill a variety of roles with each unique individual.  At the end of the day, I pray others see me as a gift from The Father.  If He gifted me with life upon this earth, I should reflect who He intended me to be.   I am striving to be who God wants me to be in each and every situation He places me.  

What will they say?  Most importantly, they will say, she loved The Lord and He loved her.  I was His favorite.

“For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them."
Ephesians 2:10  


  1. Beautiful. Thank you Lulu. P.S. https://lindamconley.blogspot.com/

    1. Thanks will catch up when I am on my computer later.

  2. "I am His favorite . . ." What a fabulous way of thinking about ourselves in God's eyes, Lulu! I will be sure to remember this often as I use the gifts He's given me.

    1. I LOVED it when they told this about this sweet Saint! YES, we must be His favorite as much as He loves us!
      Blessings, My Friend!

  3. At a meeting the priest asked, "Imagine you are dead and resting in your open coffin. Your family and friends pass by to pay their last respects. What would you want them to say?”

    Someone hesitantly said that she’d like people to say that she was a good wife and mother and that she always attended Mass on Sunday.

    Another person added that he was a good doctor and did his best for his patients.

    A third parishioner went on to say that she was a good teacher and cared for all the children in her care.

    The priest then asked me, “How about you? What would you like people to say when they see you lying in your open coffin?”

    “I’d like them to say ‘I’ve seen him move …’ ” came the swift reply as everyone laughed.

    So there you have it, Lulu. Develop a sense of humour and do not worry about what they'll say about you. It is a long way off. And only He knows all about you and smiles at who you are.

    God bless you, my friend.


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