Maci Evelyn Lamb, 24
by Whitley Clifton | September 4, 2019 3:24 pm
by HALEI LAMB
Maci Evelyn Lamb, 24-year-old daughter of Robert “Bob” Marion Lamb and Pamela Bowen Lamb of Midville, was surrounded by her family at Augusta University Medical Center when she gained her angel wings and went to Heaven on Friday, August 30, 2019 at approximately 10:35 a.m. She fought a long, hard battle with cancer until Jesus called her home to be healthy and happy again—this time for eternity.
Tomlinson Funeral Home of Swainsboro is in charge of services. Visitation will be held Sunday, September 1, from 7 until 9 p.m. The funeral will be Monday, September 2, at 11 a.m. at her home church, Faith Independent Missionary Baptist, founded by her maternal grandfather and uncles in 1982. (For those who want to attend, the church is located at 536 GA Highway 17, Midville, GA 30441.) Preacher Stewart Waller will officiate, and burial will follow at Midville City Cemetery. Pallbearers will include her 4-H skeet coach and “other daddy,” Jamey Oglesby; her second cousin, Ronnie Hilliard; her “other brothers,” Michael Claxton and Clint Watson; and two beloved individuals from church, youth pastor Jon Hadden and friend Quade Kicklighter. Should friends desire, memorials may be made to the church in her memory in lieu of flowers.
Maci was born October 8, 1994 at Emanuel Medical Center. She was a loving child who grew up to be a kind, generous, outgoing, personable young woman. She wore her heart on her sleeve. Maci befriended everyone she met, and she loved her long-time friends all the same, no matter how much time had passed between one encounter and the next.
Although Maci cared about everyone she knew, family was the most important aspect of her life, behind her relationship with God. Maci split time between Faith Baptist and First Baptist Church of Midville just across from her house. She accepted Christ as her Lord and Savior when she was younger. She lived for Christ and made church with her family a priority until her earthly body started to fail her, at which point she unfortunately wasn’t able to attend as much. As her cancer journey became harder, she rededicated herself to Christ. That gives us solace in her passing. As much as we wish she was here today, we have no doubt where she’s spending her afterlife because she bared the fruit a Christian should. In a journal tucked away in her room, she jotted down her favorite Bible verses and her thoughts about those scriptures. She loved to sing along with the choir, especially the contemporary gospel songs when she visited Dellwood Baptist. She loved to read the Bible, whether it was the print copy her grandparents gifted her after she accepted Jesus in her heart or the Bible app on her phone. She tried to live like Jesus every day, and looking back, she did just that. She was patient, humble, benevolent, compassionate, apologetic and forgiving, hospitable, and passionate.
Family meant the world to Maci. She cared deeply about her parents. After Maci finished cosmetology school, she willingly passed up working full-time to help care for her father after his two surgeries. She helped her mom with housework without complaint. Like her mom, she found joy in taking care of her loved ones and thinking of others. She became a great cook and baker. When both of her parents worked while she attended college, she delighted in having a home-cooked meal waiting on them during the weeknights. Her baked goods during the holidays, like her brother’s favorite cornflake candy or the family’s favorite chocolate-covered peanut clusters, were always a hit. Had God not had other plans, Maci’s giving heart would’ve made her a wonderful wife and mother.
Nonetheless, she was a daughter, sister, granddaughter, cousin, and niece beyond comparison. Just like with her friends, the passing of time between one conversation or visit to the next didn’t matter to Maci. She loved her numerous extended family members just as much as she loved her immediate family. A special place existed in her heart for children, especially her many cousins and her two surviving grandparents. Pa-Pa was her phone’s screensaver, and she asked about Granny every day. Neither feuds nor closeness played a factor in how much she cared about her family. All that mattered was that they were in her family tree, and she never hesitated to express her love for someone. One of her dying wishes was to see her family live in harmony, and with her heavenly guidance, we’ll do just that.
Maci attended Emanuel County Schools, graduating in 2013 from Swainsboro High School. When she reminisced about her younger years in school, she often joked that her favorite part of school was recess. As she got older, her favorite classes were art and chorus. She loved to cheer on the Tigers. Homecoming is special for most students, but for Maci, homecoming meant looking more spirited than ever and cheering a little louder on Friday nights. Even after she graduated, she returned to Tiger Field on a few occasions to cheer on her alma mater. She made many friends during her school years and kept up with them on Facebook. One of her favorite pastimes, especially as she became less physically inclined, was to see who graduated from college, who got engaged, who had a child, or any other happenings for her fellow alumni.
After she graduated from high school, she went on to graduate from Southeastern Technical College in December 2016 with a cosmetology degree. She passed her state boards with flying colors and worked briefly until her father had surgery. She enjoyed doing hair and had big entrepreneurial plans. Maci eventually wanted to open her own salon and would’ve done well for herself because she had a great work ethic.
When Maci wasn’t styling people’s hair or taking care of her family, she could be found hunting or fishing—usually with her brother, Chris. She loved the outdoors and was happiest when she was one with nature. Her father sat beside her while she shot her first deer at age 15, and she was extremely proud of the 8-point buck that now hangs in her room. (She bagged him with Chris just two years later.) She loved to go crawfishing with her dad, too. She loved to hit the ‘Geechee and catch red breasts, or she’d spend all night beside her brother on the pier at Tybee reeling in saltwater fish. She loved to shoot skeet, shoot her new rifle, and use her crossbow. Even in her last days, she and her brother were looking forward to getting her in a deer stand later this year to do what she loved most. Those plans motivated her to keep fighting in her darkest hours.
As much as Maci enjoyed the outdoors, she also loved being girly when the time called for it. She loved earrings, bracelets, maxi dresses, doing her make-up, and fixing her hair. She didn’t necessarily enjoy shopping, but she loved new stuff, especially new t-shirts and lounge clothes, her usual attire of choice. Maci also loved to watch The Pioneer Woman on television, she loved to guess game show answers with her family every evening, and she loved to cheer on those Georgia Bulldogs, no matter the sport.
Although we know this was God’s plan for her all along, we can’t help but feel like Maci’s life was cut short at just 24-years-old. Be that as it may, she lived a full life in a short period of time. She always wore a smile, and she gave the best hugs. She lived for the moment. Whether it was riding 4-wheelers or helicoptering above the Smoky Mountains, which she loved to frequent with her family, she was happiest and most alive when life was exciting.
What’s more, Maci was honest and brave. When she was diagnosed with cancer in 2017, she had few words. “This is God’s plan for me. I’m going to fight until I can’t anymore.” She was convicted when she made those comments, and she kept her word until the end. She wasn’t fearful at any point, and she made us proud. When her body could take no more, she drifted off peacefully to meet those who preceded her in death. She waited all her life to meet some of them; others, she had been waiting years to reconvene with. We know some of those waiting her arrival: her paternal grandparents, Alma and Cecil Lamb Sr.; her paternal uncle, Cecil Lamb Jr.; and her aunt, Michele Bowen, whom she climbed many lighthouses with in her youth, a pastime she mentioned every chance it was pertinent.
We, her remaining family, miss her more than words can say. She left many of us behind, but we know we have our own personal angel now. In addition to her parents, Chris, and myself, she’s now watching over her aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends. We know she’s taking special care of her niece, Destiny Holland, a child she, her mom, and her dad fostered for an extended period of time.
Maci Lamb came into this world with a heart of gold, and not many people can say they left with that heart of gold intact. Maci, however, is one of the exceptions. She made this world a better place with her beautiful spirit. To know her was to love her, and to love her is to miss her now. She is free of pain and suffering now, and she now walks the streets of gold. We are blessed to call her ours. Until we meet again, Maci. We love you.