Mother. Mama. Mom. What do you think of when you see that word? Does it evoke many good/bad memories of your own mother? Of you being a mother to your children? There’s so many thoughts that flood my mind when I think of my own dear mom. This year on Mother’s Day, I was privileged to be with her. To celebrate her life. And to bless her in return for the many things she’s done for me.
There are so many, many ways that she’s been the best Mother ever. I promise. The sacrificial love that was freely shared with her family. The hours, days and years that were invested into my life. The memories we have made together. The laughter we have shared. The tears we have shed together. The impressions she has left upon my heart. The stories and songs of Jesus that were riveted into my mind. The security of her arms around me. Her voice calling me to wake up in the mornings. The meals that were lovingly prepared. Her thorough ways of cleaning the house. Hours spent canning fruits and vegetables to feed her growing family. Always teaching me, guiding me, and preparing me for adulthood. For life. And for my own husband, house and family one day. The prolific gardening techniques passed along (never mind I’m still learning!) 🙂 and showing me how to be diligent in work…all by her own example. You see, I’ve never known my mama to NOT be gardening, working, cooking, etc. since the day I’ve known her. Even still, to this day, she goes non-stop. Someday, I hope to be just like that. Not overworked, but simply diligent in everyday household tasks. She never ceases to amaze me. Somehow, Proverbs 31 comes to mind when I think of my mama.
Proverbs 31:15 She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens.
Yes, She has always gotten up before her family, early in the morning, started the coffee and sat down to read the Word of God before we stumbled sleepily down the stairs and into her lap. This is a very fond memory I have. Something was amiss if her and dad weren’t sitting in the living room, reading, ( and discussing) Scriptures and drinking coffee when we woke up. This has left a deep impression on my heart. And I realize how extremely blessed I am. Seeing my parents together. Studying together. There are SO many who do not have this privilege and memory.
Proverbs 31:16 She considereth a field and buyeth it: with the fruit of her hands, she planteth a vineyard.
This verse reminds me of the Raspberry patch she had, the grape arbor (loaded with the most succulent, juiciest grapes ever), the peach trees, flower beds and the beautiful garden she kept. Makes me wonder to this day, how she managed it all!?
Proverbs 31:20 She stretcheth out her hand to the poor, yea, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy.
She may not have been on the streets cooking food for the homeless, but I well remember her cooking many a delicious meal for a family passing through our area. Sometimes the meals were impromptu, but it never lacked in taste and quality. Food was cooked from scratch, clothing sewn with love and things were given away to help others in need.
I remember the time , when I was quite young, my parents gave away a car to a family who couldn’t afford much. And I remember at the time, I cried. I loved that car. But now I see, how selfish that was! Thank God for parents who teach us to give of our best to others. I remember a time they gave my pretty silver shoes to a poor family when we lived in Honduras and were leaving to come back to the States. (I had cried over that too!) lol… But somehow, I’m so thankful for those times of training now. Unselfish, sacrificial love. Giving to those in need, even when it hurts yourself.
Proverbs 31:21 She is not afraid of the snow for her household: for all her household are clothed in scarlet.
I don’t think I ever wore scarlet, but I do know she sewed dresses, blazers, and jackets for her seven daughters and herself. And I remember they were always neatly done. There was never a time I had to be concerned {if there’s going to be clean, pretty clothes to wear every day}. There was never a time I was “cold and hungered”. She sewed many a blanket and quilt for our beds. The time and efforts she put forth into all that simply astounds me. So much patience, endurance and love.
Proverbs 31:27 She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.
That’s my mama. All the way. What an inspiration! I’d say she was/is excellent at managing a household of ten children, cooking, cleaning, canning, gardening, sewing, baking bread, helping with homework, doing laundry, kissing scrapes and boo-boos, yard-sailing for thrifty finds, helping with farm chores, hospitality, and so many, many more tasks and duties. She birthed ten healthy children naturally. No c-sections. Complains zero to none, and encourages many a person via phone calls.
I remember the day well, when I sat beside her in front of an open grave, with my arm around her. She was burying a 9 year old son, my brother. He was taken too soon from her. From us. And we wept together. A mother should never have to bury any of her children. But that day she did. There are times in her life she’s had to face many hardships. She knows all about rejection, death of loved ones, fears and heart-aches. But she’s brave. She is strong. And she has not lost sight of God though it all. Has she ever made mistakes? Definitely! Has she always done everything perfectly? Certainly not. But I do know she has apologized. Many times. And I am blessed to see her be quick to forgive.
I hope to have my mama around for many more years. And continue to learn from her. I absolutely love having her as a best friend! Thank You mama for praying for me! I love you…
How has your mama blessed you? Does she inspire you, encourage you or bless you in any way? Maybe you were not blessed with an idyllic childhood as I was? Maybe you have bad memories of her. Or maybe you have never even met your own birth mother. Can you pray for her today no matter what the mistakes were she may have made? Can you ask God to bless her and be with her? I hope that you can. Life is short. There may never be another chance to tell her that you love her. So please, hug your mother today, tell her you love her, and thank her for giving you life.