My Mom

Growing up, every morning I would come downstairs and into the living room to find my mom sitting in “her chair” with the Word of God opened in her lap. She would begin her days with truth. She would fill her mind and her heart with eternal things. What an amazing example for a little girl to see and to follow. This is an image that will be etched in my mind for the rest of my life.

When I was little, I would crawl up into her lap and she would scratch my back and comfort me. She had patience with my temper tantrums. She disciplined me under the instruction of the Lord. She taught me who God is. She taught me how to make the right choices. She attended to my every need and provided a loving environment surrounded by the Word of God and His instruction.

When I was a teenager, I would lay my head on my mom’s lap and she would scratch my back and it would bring me so much comfort to be in my mother’s arms. She was still patient with my temper tantrums and my emotional state. She still disciplined me under the instruction of the Lord. She taught me how to respond to life in the knowledge of who God is. She loved me when I made the wrong choices. She encouraged me to be in the Word of God and to live by His instruction.

Now that I am a mother, I call my mom and am comforted by her voice and her words of encouragement. She is still patient with me in small things. She no longer disciplines me but has modeled to me discipline that the Lord requires and encourages me to do the same with my children. She listens to me as I process life through the knowledge of who God is. She encourages me to make the right choices for my family. She encourages me as I struggle to measure up to God’s standards.

Her wisdom is from the Lord and it has overflowed into my life. God has chosen to redeem her and reveal Himself to her. She has chosen to follow Him and in turn guide me according to His purposes. He chose to give her to me as my mom. I am so grateful for her life today. Happy Birthday Mom!