Have you ever put off a project so long that it grew legs and took over? That was my garage. So finally, after a year, I decided to clean out the cobwebs and organize the bins that had all but grown roots in the concrete. Bin after bin, I opened the lids and shuffled threw old tennis rackets and camping gear that had long since rusted out. But then, I opened up a bin that flooded all my sense with memories. It belonged to my daughter, Makenzie.
For those of you new to my blog, you may not know that my oldest daughter, Makenzie, was killed in a car accident a few years back. (You can read her story here). Anyway, seeing her ballet shoes, class notes and an a sundry of knickknacks that used to rest on her nightstand nearly broke me. One of the items was a plaque she received after her first year at the Bay Area Houston Ballet Company. It was the espirit de corps award. Simply put, this award recognizes someone who exemplifies a positive common spirit of the company and who lives a life of excellence.
As I think back on Makenzie’s life, read her journals, and find her personal belongs in bins, I am reminded that a great person is not the sum of their possessions. A great person is defined by the relational impact of their life. Makenzie was such a person. She loved Jesus and that love reflected to all who met her. She added value to those who felt worthless, joy to those living is sadness and laughter to those who wanted to cry. Makenzie lived a life of espirit de corps.
Ultimately, Makenzie was a great person because she knew that her own value and worth came from Jesus. She knew who she was and whose she was. In her short 18 years of life, she impacted more people than most of us ever will in our lifetimes. For those of us blessed to know her personally, we will never be the same.