Deborah Ann Mays- a name that evokes all sorts of warm and fuzzies. She was my mama. She
was legit, one of the nicest people I’ve ever known. Although I witnessed her walk through plenty of
situations in which she had every right to be, I rarely saw her get angry. She faced poverty and abuse but
was forever the optimist! I knew as a child that Mama was a praying woman. However, it wasn’t until
much later that I realized just how impactful her prayers were to everyone whom she encountered. The
prayers of the righteous REALLY DO availeth much!
We lost Mom a few years back. It was so sudden, but when she drew her last breath, she was
surrounded by family. I remember vividly. The doctors removed the endotracheal tube. She looked
around, wide-eyed, asking what was going on. I explained, as best as I could, what had transpired. This
was no time for tears. Mama needed an optimistic face! She listened as I pieced together an
explanation. Then, she said with relief, “Well thank God for Jesus Christ!” She closed her eyes, and a
short while later she was gone.
THAT ladies and gentlemen is LEGACY!!! What kind of relationship must one have with the Lord
in order for them to spend their very last breath praising HIM?!? I believe that they had an extremely
intimate relationship. I am of the opinion that He walked her through some things. Even unto death, I
believe He was there! While her dying breath was used with the intent to magnify His name, it also lit a
fire in me. I want to live like that. I want to LOVE like that! I want to be so secure in this type of love that
I would be willing to spend my last breath boasting of His goodness!
Question-What was your “light my fire” moment? Can you recall the time, place, or thing that
really sparked your flame for the things of God?