Who ran to help me when I fell, And would some pretty story tell, Or kiss the place to make it well? My Mother.-Jane and Ann Taylor
It had been a rough week. Whatever could go wrong in the life of a teenage girl probably did. I can’t remember the reason but I know that after being away from my mom for an entire week attending high school in another town I found myself sobbing brokenly on her shoulder. She listen to my choppy words uttered through hiccups and breathless gasps and hugged me tight to her. Then came those words uttered with absolute love, “Bernie, I’ll be your friend.”
As a teenager that wasn’t what I wanted to hear. Which teenager wanted a mother as a friend, especially one who was as strict and old fashioned as my own? However after I finished high school and began my journey towards becoming a mature woman I began to appreciate the rare kind of friendship my mother offered and silently took her up on her offer. There was nothing I couldn’t talk to her about.
She was the keeper of my secrets, my trusted advisor, my spiritual mentor… no matter what I was going through in life she always advised me to “turn it over to Jesus and everything would be alright.”
My mother was the making of me. She was so true and so sure of me, I felt that I had someone to live for - someone I must not disappoint. The memory of my mother will always be a blessing to me.-Thomas A Edison
I miss her. This is my fifth mother’s day without her and for some reason this year I miss her as much as I did in the beginning. Tears have flowed these past few weeks as I longed to hear that loving voice, soak in the warmth of her tender hugs or just be in her presence. I still hurt that she’s gone however I’m forever grateful that because of her prayers, because of her teachings, because of Christ I will see her again.
I sure miss you; life will never be the same with you not here
Each passing day has brought much pain
But with God's grace my strength remains
I sure miss you, but heaven's sweeter with you there
The Crabbs
Trusting Him,
~Bernadine~
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There is nothing like a mother's Love, me and my mom was very close but she has gone home to glory to be with the Lord now and I miss those days for I could pick up the phone and call her anytime. No matter how late it was she was always there giving me her words of Wisdom.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautifully written and a post that reminds me to appreciate my wonderful gift in my beautiful mom who is still here gracing this earth. Such beautiful, touching expressive words.
ReplyDeleteHi Bernadine,
ReplyDeleteA beautiful post! Heart touching!
A Mother's love-there is nothing like this. My Mother has gone home to be with the Lord many years ago after a long illness. She was in her early fifties. I miss her and she is always in my thoughts.
God bless you.
Hugs.