~My Mother~

Mothers Day was especially sweet this year because my sweet Mother is back home. Here is a repost from a few years ago but it still means just as much, if not more today.

Happy Mother’s Day to the best mother in the world and for the record, I truly believe that and no one could make me think otherwise. Thank you for always pointing me toward Jesus and loving me unconditionally.

I love you.

Repost from 2007

On this Mother’s Day, I think of two women who have shaped my life and heart, one you read about last week and that was my precious Grandmother. The other is of course, my wonderful Mother. I have said many times before that I am a mamma’s girl and proud of it, I might add. The bond that I have with my Mother is something that I can’t quite put into words. The pastor today asked what song would you say reminded you of your mother. Without truly having time to think the first thing that popped into my head was Amazing Grace because just like God that is what she has always shown me.

I was blessed, I came from a home where I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was loved and wanted. I had stability and home was always a safe loving environment. Were we perfect? Heavens no! However, we were a family that loved each other and stood by each other no matter what and that still holds true today.

My mother was a working mother, since my father died when I was a year old. My grandmother kept me and even though Mother worked, she never missed a school function, never missed Girl Scouts or parties and every Wednesday afternoon was "our day" to spend doing something together. My Mother was always there for me and she always has been.

I had the house that all the kids wanted to come hang out at. Even after I was gone, I had friends that came to her for advice. If I wanted friends over, I was never met with an ugly word or an “I am too tired and your friends are too noisy.” My Mother in her great wisdom, knew it was better for me to have a home that was welcoming and comfortable. How better to keep an eye on your child, than too actually spend time with them and their friends. Don’t get me wrong she didn’t hover but she was involved and it never bothered me or my friends. I saw from her example, as so many of my friends parents just wanted a place to drop them off or in others words a free babysitter and they wonder why those same children are not close to them today.

When I turned 16 and got my first car, I wrecked it within a month. It was not my fault, as I was hit in the rear by a drunk driver but I had heard so many of my friends say “oh my mom/dad will kill me if I wreck the car”. I can tell you in all honestly, even if that wreck had been my fault, that thought would have never entered my mind. I knew upon hearing her daughter had a wreck, the last think my Mother would be worried about was a car that could be replaced, her concern was for me and was I okay. I still remember vividly her getting to the accident scene and the first thing she did was check me from head to toe (I was fine) and then she said upon seeing my beautiful new car with the crumpled rear “it’s okay, we’ll get it fixed good as new” and that is just what she did. Honestly, in my eyes my Mother could fix anything.

I could go on and on about the special bond we have and everything she has done for me as a child to adulthood but it would fill a book. She taught me about Jesus and the true gift of love and she didn’t just talk the talk she walked the walk. The advice she has given me, the times she has held her tongue and even the times we had our screaming matches and there were many of those but the main thing, is through all of that I knew more than anything she loved me and there was absolutely nothing I could do that would cause her to love me any less, nothing I could do that would separate that love.

Amazing Grace…just like our Father God gives us…my Mother has always shown it to me.

I pray if you are a mother that you had a blessed day and got to spend time with your loved ones.