Today 7 years ago my Mama, Phyllis May Harrison Toole fought her last battle here and started her “forever” life rejoicing in the presence of God!! Although I miss her more than I could express with words, I celebrate her healing and victory!
I am forever blessed to be her son, her firstborn, born to her when she was only eighteen years old. I did not realize it while I was growing up but she sacrificed much of her life for me. I mean she was carrying me when she was seventeen years old. Having two daughters ages nineteen and sixteen makes the sacrifice all the more real to me.
I am forever indebted to her for the awesome Mom she was but even more so for being an incredible example of what it is to be a passionate, authentic follower of Jesus!
- She was a worshiper of God! She worshiped Him in the way she lived! She worshiped Him regardless of her circumstances! She worshiped Him in life….thru the many times He enabled her to recover, she worshiped him in death…. in losing a son but standing in the sanctuary proclaiming praise to God for blessing her with Phillip for eighteen years. She worshiped Him when she had breath and she worshiped Him when she struggled for her next. Her physical conditioned may have limited her but Hell could not stop her praise!
- She was a servant! Everything she could do to advance God’s Kingdom was important to her. She looked for opportunities to touch others who were hurting even when she was hurting herself. She served as a parapro at Toombs Central School and ministered to special needs kids. She lived to share Jesus’ love with them. She served her family church, and community!
- She was a Woman of faith. In the ICU at St. Joesph’s in Savannah as she was battling for her life she held to the hand of the Healer! As I walked into her room she looked at me with confidence and said “my mountain is but a grain of sand in His Hand”!
- She was an Encourager. She seemed to look for people who was unnoticed and make a point to let them know that they belong. She always found a way to encourage youth especially those who had been challenged by their circumstances. One of the few things that I witnessed getting her “fired up” was when anyone would come down on the youth with a critical or judgmental spirit. She would often say “if you put in enough time loving, serving and teaching them then you will be able to share into their life in a way that will make a difference”!
- She loved her faith family. The church was a vital part of her life. She was committed to serve her Pastor and his family. She took great joy in blessing them. Those in her faith family were “brothers” and “sisters” to her. She was at church in worship when she took ill and spent some of her last minutes on this earth in His house!
- She was an evangelist. She was one who shared Jesus. She was ahead of her time using the internet to communicate with family and friends sharing Jesus with any that she felt may not have known him. She would have rocked Facebook for sure!!
- She was an awesome “Granny” to her grandkids and even to many who were not her own. Some of might best memories are of her face lighting up when she would be with them.
There is no way for me to express all the things I witnessed in her life but I will end it with this…..I feel as if I am one of the wealthiest men in the world having had her as my Mama!
I miss her…………but not for long!!!!!! Love you Mama!