Written by Mary
I read the most amazing obituary this week. 85 year-old Mary A. “Pink” Mullaney, from Whitefish Bay, Wisconsin went on to her glory leaving behind quite a wonderful legacy. You can read the full text here. As I read about her passion for feeding the homeless, love of animals and caring for the elderly all while loving Our Lord with a deep abiding love, I laughed and I cried.
She lived a life filled with joy. Look at her smiling face. It jumped right off the page. What an incredible lady. The love her family has shown for her through these words of tribute made me wonder what it would have been like to know her in person. I am actually sad about that. I bet we would get along famously, at least I hope we would. I mean with a nickname like “Pinky” how could you not have a good time? She simply loved everyone with abandon. She fed the hungry, gave shelter to the homeless, visited the sick and imprisoned, and loved God above all else. She lived the corporal works of mercy with a passion and it sounds like with quite a sense of humor.
Later that evening, I started thinking about my obituary. How does my life look to those I hold close to my heart? Am I a charitable woman, a woman of service? Do I serve others without complaint? Do I speak joy with the actions of my hands and heart? Am I a woman of faith? Do I lean on God to decide ALL things in my life? Do I love Him above ALL others? Am I moved by His love and devotion to me–a sinner?
What would my loved ones say about me at the end of my life? Would they know I loved them without reserve or would they just remember the times I lost my temper or had a small volcanic eruption over the state of disaster in a bedroom or bathroom?
What would they say about how I served in this life? Would they remark on my attitude as one of joy or constant complaint? I know that I bake a mean chocolate chip cookie but do I share that skill with others? Do I encourage and listen more than gossip and tear down?
I know that I am called to serve in a unique way just as Pinky was. Our two journeys will not look alike except in one way–the JOY we show in walking the journey and carrying our crosses. You notice there there was not one mention of her cross, even though she lost her husband many years ago, she still found JOY.
So I promised myself something last night. To try and emulate Pinky and others like her. To serve with JOY and humility. To listen to the Holy Spirit when He prompts me to step outside my comfort zone and love others whom I may not be comfortable with. Not to ignore those little prompts but to lean into them.
Now I just need a really cool nickname. “Pinky” is already taken, Any ideas??
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