July 19, 1965 was an absolutely great day. Why you might ask and How do I know that…because it was the day my baby sister was born. I was only 5 at the time and didn’t realize just how she would affect my life, but affect it she did. There are three girls in my family…I’m the oldest, Letia is the middle daughter and Abbie was the youngest. We weren’t very close as we were growing up because none of us had the same interests or friends. To tell you the truth, because Abbie was ‘Daddy’s baby’ most of the time I just thought she was a pest. It wasn’t until after we had all grown up and I left home that we became not only sisters but true friends.
Abbie was beautiful both on the outside and on the inside. She was the perpetual ‘peace maker’. Didn’t like confrontation and wanted all of us to get along. She went ‘above and beyond the call of duty’ many times. She loved her family and was very proud of her son and daughter. Abbie would be the first to admit that she was no saint but she tried to see the best in all people.
Abbie was the one who knew all my deep dark secrets. When I lived away from our home town, she is the one I called when I needed to vent or ask for some sane advice. And when I moved back and we finally lived in the same town – we only grew closer. She truly became one of my best friends. Now there’s no more cooking her breakfast after the morning workout…no more calling just to chat…no more trips to the thrift stores and then stopping at the DQ to get a Blizzard, no more going to church and praising God together.
She was diagnosed with lung cancer which had progressed into her back and brain on August 5, 2011. The doctors started a vigorous regime of chemo and radiation. Through it all she praised God. She never let go of her praise of Him. One of the first things she said that will always stay with me was that her date with death had not changed just because she’d been diagnosed with cancer. God was still in control and had not been taken by surprise. Her faith astounded me and others. She fought her battle for 18 months and never wavered in praising God and giving Him all the glory. I know she had times where she was scared, angry, frustrated, discouraged…but in all that; Abbie always…always turned to God for comfort, peace, joy, and strength. She passed away on February 15, 2013. I received one of the Bibles she read from in the last months of her life. Even after she was gone, she was still encouraging and comforting me because I discovered the verses she had highlighted that God used to lift her up. I know that one day I will praise God with her in Heaven. I hope these verses bless you as they do me.
I LOVE YOU, ABBIE AND MISS YOU SO MUCH!
Deuteronomy 1:6; 3:14, 29, 31; 7:9 Joshua 1:9 Psalm 18:1-3; 27:14; 37:1-5; 40:1-3; 51:10-12; 56:4; 61:2-3; 62:6-7; 84:4-5; 91:2-4, 14-15 Isaiah 26:3-4; 30:18; 40:28-31; 41:10; 55:6-9; 64:4 Luke 11:9, 28 Philippians 3:10, 13-14 Titus 2:11-14 Hebrews 2:18; 4:15-16; 13:5-6, 8 1 Peter 2:15, 3:17