|Me and my Mom, Summer 2010|
This past weekend I had the opportunity to spend some quality time with my Mom. It is something I no longer take for granted. As I get older I realize how precious that time is. My Dad has been gone for nine years and there is nothing I wouldn’t give to have him back. I miss him so much. I know how blessed I am to have at least one parent still with me.
Our relationship has not always been an easy one. My Mom and I could not be more different. She is a quiet, patient, thinks every decision through and through, stubborn as the day is long and faith filled woman. I am always loud, never patient, leap without considering consequences, stubborn as the day is long and faith filled woman. Oil and water.
So how does this relationship work? Respect, trust and a commitment to family are what we share along with a deep love of God and His son Jesus Christ. My Mom is the one who taught me how to pray and believe that good things will happen if we just do our best. That’s all that God asks of us. Our best.
Not perfection. Not grandstanding. Just our best effort. When we fall short, His mercy will cover us.
So on this Monday I am grateful for:
#50 – mothers wisdom
#51 – strong hands that have held baby after baby, husbands as they meet God and daughters as they weep
#52 – grilled fish and consuming conversation
#53 – good health
#54 – chai tea lattes and Sunday afternoon shoe shopping
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