I wish everyone a very blessed day where we honor and celebrate our mothers whether they are still with us or not.
My mother has been deceased for more than 40 years, but I can see her face and and hear her voice as if she was here alongside me. The voice could speak some pretty harsh words to me, but only when I deserved it. My sister, the eldest of 3, was a kind of second mother to me because of our age difference (13 years) and because of my mother's poor health starting in her middle age. My mother was 43 when I was born but I developed without any physical handicaps which are fairly common when the mother is over 40. Many of my friends think I have some mental challenges, but what do they know?
My brother, 6 years older than me, was pretty much my mom's favorite as she anticipated that he would follow in our father's footsteps in church ministry. He did, if fact,, become a pastor when he was about 25.
Both my sister and brother were little angels, while I was a devil from as long as I can remember. Thankfully, I did finally adopt behavior and character more appropriate for my upbringing. But that's what moms are for, right.
Anyway, Mom, I love you and I'm sorry for all the grief I gave you while growing up.
Blessings, Desert Dave
CHRISTIAN THOUGHT FOR THE DAY(Courtesy of Our Daily Bread)Godly mothers not only bring you up, they bring you to God.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
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