You ever wonder what God was thinking when
He placed you in your family? I think of my mother, her strength and
weaknesses, her faith and fears. I am not worthy to serve beside her. Her heart
is utterly selfless, and her life completely defined by her unceasing service
of God, her family, and the church. Her dedication to fasting, prayer, and
eternal things gives me faith to add my feeble prayers to hers and trust God to
intervene. Her untiring, constant efforts to complete real-life, drudging work
that I would rather put off until tomorrow never ceases to amaze me. She has
the diligence of the woman in
Proverbs, “whose candle goeth not out by night;” the persistence of the woman in the parable who continued to cry out to
the unjust judge until he finally avenged her; and the faith of the woman of Canaan who said to Jesus after He had
basically called her a dog, “Yet the dogs eat of the crumbs that fall from the
master’s table.”
So
many of her strengths are my own weaknesses. Without her beautiful example
always before me, I would probably be a hypocritical jerk. Honestly. She should
be the one blogging here right now, and I should be the one doing the laundry.
She’s so wise. I cannot take credit for the things I know; they’re not my own,
only borrowed.
God
bless Momma today.
