by Beth Taylor
Rebecca Y. Windle, my mother, entered her heavenly home on November 2, 2014. She left a legacy of love and Godliness.
My mother was an example of a Godly woman who loved serving the Lord and serving others. Some of my first memories included attending church in Elizabeth, LA. I went from the cradle to the Cradle Roll at the First Baptist Church. Mother taught Steve and me to love Jesus and care for His people. She gave freely of herself to her church, family, friends, and needy, delivering lunches to shut-ins and ministering to nursing home residents. She had a missionary heart and generously supported missions at home and abroad.
In her later years, when most people retire to ‘take it easy’, Mother learned to use the internet and wrote devotionals for her email friends. She entitled them, “Our Daily Walk.” She woke at 5:30 am every day to study God’s Word and then write. Later in the day, she typed the devotional on an email message and sent it to her family and friends. The hearts of many people were touched by her writings.
Daddy planted and harvested a large garden every year, and Mother canned or froze all of his produce. She put up jellies, jams, and preserves from the fruit he brought in. They kept the shelves and freezer full, never lacking for anything good to eat. Visitors to their home could always depend on a tasty meal with homegrown veggies, cornbread or biscuits. Horace and I made a point of visiting often around mealtime. They willing shared whatever they had.
Mother enjoyed quilting, crocheting, and sewing. She crocheted Christmas ornaments or some other gift for her neighbors each year. She crocheted for her family and made each one a quilt. Almost every coat hanger in her closet had crocheted stitching around it to protect her clothing. She sat with her neighbor, Louise, many hours in the swing while the two of them talked and crocheted.
The coffee pot was always handy and ready for neighbors who came to visit. Dolly and Bill Smith walked down the street every afternoon for a cup of coffee. Mother always furnished a cookie to go with the coffee.
Mother loved for her sisters and brother to visit, and on several occasions the family gathered at her house to share a meal and fellowship with each other. The family reunions were a joy to her, because all her loved ones were in one place. She was able to attend the reunion in April of this year. Now she is attending the greatest one of all in heaven.