"Prayer Warrior"

Below is an obituary that I came across when reading through the paper the other day.  I recently found out that my grandparents keep a folder full of obituaries from all their friends & family...I thought it strange at first, but I actually think its great and I want to start one for people like this "prayer warrior" named Robert Hudson.

It is quite an incredible legacy that this man has left behind, and quite a deserving title for an obituary.  This inspires me to desperately seek deeper relationship in the secret place, especially with prayer.  After all, Paul encourages us to strive for the "crown" (1 Corinthians 9:24-27).

"Robert Hudson: Prayer warrior who tended garden of life" 

Three things were of utmost importance to Robert Hudson: taking care of his wife, praying for the people on his prayer list and gardening. Described by family as a prayer warrior, Hudson awoke at 2 a.m. every morning and prayed four hours for the hundreds of people on that list. Some had been on it since the late 1990s when he and others from the congregation of Community United Methodist Church in Casselberry started the Thank God It's Friday prayer group. The group met from 6 a.m. to 7a.m. Fridays at the church, and Hudson arrived early to prepare the coffee.

"Once you got on the list, you never got off," said his son Richard Hudson of Orlando. Even while in the hospital dying, he was recalling the names of those he had been praying for. He also asked his son to make sure before he passed that the letters he usually mailed to group members got out.

Hudson of Winter Springs died of a heart and lung condition Sept. 4. He was 81.

Hudson greeted everyone with a big smile, and whether you liked it or not, he would give you a big hug.

A farmer at heart, he planted three gardens every year and kept track of what was where by making a list. Then he shared his crops with others and canned whatever was left.

Watching tomato and vegetable plants grow from seed to fullness was dear to his heart, said his son Ben Hudson of Orlando. And in fact, his father would be quite pleased if — in lieu of flowers — tomato plants surrounded his coffin at his funeral.

(I also posted this in another blog called "Enter the Secret Place")