We Lost Mrs. Marilyn Hickey

I had just opened my laptop when I read a post that said something about "the last thing Marilyn Hickey said before she died." My mouth dropped so I went to search and discovered it is true.

Mrs. Hickey is with the Lord.

I know what you are probably thinking. Another white woman, Staci? Yes, God used another white woman during the formative years of my walk with Him.

I remember I used to watch Mrs. Hickey EVERY DAY FOR YEARS. Daily I would watch her and her daughter. Oh, that God would comfort Sarah but I watched Mrs. Hickey daily.

I adored how she carried herself.

So feminine and so interested.

She would genuinely listen to her guests.

I grin as I remember how she would sit there with her little legs crossed, nod, grin and shake her head as she showed genuine interest for guests. Oh, how I enjoyed learning from Mrs. Hickey.

So kind.

So feminine and attentive.

I remember the stories she would share about how she would go to India, Pakistan and other Middle Eastern countries. She’d always say that in order to speak she would have to agree not to try to convert them, but she would always say, “Healing is the children’s bread. Healing is the children's bread.” She would then talk of how she was able to minister healing, and how God would always show up and heal.

There would be crowds, stadiums filled all over to receive healing. I so valued and admired how she adored the Middle Eastern people. I think that was when God dropped a seed into my heart for Muslims while watching her minister. It was if she knew that if they could be healed that they would eventually come to know Jesus as Lord.

I remember her telling of how she encountered assassins while others vowed not to eat until she was dead. Yet she still ministered, returned to the States and the people were still blessed.

Over the years I stopped watching Mrs. Hickey. Only because I had grown spiritually and no longer needed to watch Christian television all day.

I did however start following her towards the end of her life.

I would catch her on Facebook or YouTube sometimes and even started to read more of her emails. After I sowed a seed as a sign of honor and appreciation for what she's meant to me, her ministry sent me a bag of mustard seeds. How apropos seeing as how God used her to sow middle eastern peoples into my heart.

When issues started occurring between the US and the Middle East, I would jokingly think, “Oh how we need Mrs. Hickey today” because she was so well received, so beloved in those nations.

I cannot help but think about what we - in the kingdom of God - have lost.

Though she went to be with the Lord late in her ministry, Mrs. Hickey was once a giant.

To me she will always be.

But the kingdom has lost a giant today. A general in the faith is who we have lost. When generals leave the earth, something major happens spiritually.

Ole Mrs. Hickey. 94 years she was here with us in the earth.

She even passed on what would have been my grandfather's 108^th birthday. Now they both are in heaven.

I can't help but smile knowing that she made it out of this place.

The welcome she must have received in heaven.

Prayerfully she'll find out how much this Black woman truly cared for and admired her. Prayerfully, Big Daddy will let her know. One could only hope :)

I thank God for using her to sow into me at such a pivotal point in my spiritual growth.

I thank God that He allowed that red head of a giant to teach me more about Him.