My mom is a wonderful mother…and she’s my best friend. She has loved me through really great times and through some of the worst times of my life. We may not always understand each other, but the deep love of a mother and daughter is one of the greatest gifts a daughter can know. My Mom is a prayer warrior. The time spent on her knees literally and figuratively have most likely rescued me from deep dark pits of despair and have sustained me over the years. She boldly entreats the throne of God on behalf of her children and we have been the blessed recipients of those prayers. She is also a witness for the Lord Jesus Christ and dedicated her life to serving faithfully in the church in music ministry, women’s ministry and mentoring others. She’s a consummate hostess and I have learned much about making others feel comfortable in my own home from the lessons learned by her hand. She has truly lived out Proverbs 31 in the presence of her husband and children.
My Mom’s mom was an entrepreneur. She ran her own beauty salon in the South side of Atlanta and dedicated herself to helping women look beautiful. She was a lovely woman and probably not appreciated enough for the many selfless things she did for others. I spent many a Sunday afternoon at her home with my cousins after church – she had gotten up early and started a big lunch for her family and often we all enjoyed a batch of homemade peach ice cream on the back porch in the summer time. She was an amazing business woman… and she may not have had the cleanest house, but we all loved being there with her and my Granddad.
My Dad’s mom was a homemaker, seamstress, gardener and a golfer! She had a way of making you feel awesome and served some of the best food you ever put in your mouth. She spoke her mind and was fun to be around. I still, to this day, miss her garden vegetables and homemade soup. You could have one of those tiny bottled Cokes when you visited, but just one. She would ask the grocer which apples would “spit in your eye”… she liked them crisp and juicy. She won a few golf trophies in her day and was quite a character, but you didn’t talk to her on the phone in the mornings until she’d had her coffee. Personality-wise I think I’m much like her…
A tribute to Sarah and Ryan’s Mom:
I am blessed to have two very precious step kids. Ryan is an independent fellow, very smart, conservative and handsome. We don’t see much of him, but he will show up for food.
Sarah lives at home and is my unexpected blessing. A college kid, she’s in and out like the wind and sometimes at a pace that can leave a breeze… but she’s grounded spiritually and is a loyal friend. She is beautiful and looks much like her mother….
From what I have learned over time, Mary was a beautiful woman that loved her family. She had incredible faith in God that gave her strength and fortitude through some very rough times. She was an amazing example to her children and husband. I’ve stumbled across various things she wrote and what I found was a woman who put her faith in God and trusted him completely for the outcome. I cannot imagine her thoughts or her heart when she faced the remaining days she had on earth… I cannot imagine the prayers for these two kids. But I know she would be proud and pleased with who they are and what they have become. She certainly deserves great honor and recognition for Mother’s Day.
Many of us are surrounded by or have been blessed to have truly amazing women in our lives. My heart felt thanks to those who have loved me and invested in me over the years.