Yesterday was Mother's Day and my mom's church recognized her as 2010's First (Church's) Mother of the year. I couldn't get there for the celebration so I wrote something that they read to her. I'm going to share it in my blog over the next few weeks as a way of honoring my mom.
See I was a "surprise baby." Mom was 40 and Dad 41. The story is that on the way to the hospital Dad kept muttering, "I'm 41! and we're on the way to the hospital!" I think he was in a little bit of shock about the whole thing. But they were, and are, the best of parents. They had four other children to perfect parenting on and I was the beneficiary of all that amazing parenting knowledge.
So...these are some of the memories I have of my mom.
I hear Mom softly singing of “In My Heart There Rings a Melody” as she dusted. I Chronicles 16:9 says, Sing to him; sing praises to him; tell of all his wondrous works!” Most of the time the only sound in our home was the sound of Mom singing her praises to God while working. (I’m not sure that is the same memory my siblings have. It may have been that Mom was just happy that now there was only one child’s voice to break the silence, instead of a houseful of noisy, fighting kids.) My mom also taught me the value of having the television on only when watching a show, so that the rest of the time can be spent appreciating the silence that allows one to hear God’s voice.