Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Above Rubies

Sunday was Mother's Day. I didn't get to see my mom; she had been out of town for a wedding and was flying back Sunday evening. I kept trying to call her, but she had neglected to keep her phone charged. Finally, I got to speak to her Sunday night around 10 p.m. Just hearing her voice brought a smile to my face. I could imagine her face and see her laughing.

My mama is valued far above rubies to me. Her love, compassion, gentleness, and nurturing ways gave me a safe place to grow when I was a child. I felt loved, cared for, and valued when my mama was around; I still feel that when I am with her today. And I carry the gift of that belief with me every day: I am valued, I am cared for, I am loved.  That is huge.

Here are some things I love about my mama:

My mom is a gardener. She loves working in the soil and being close to nature. She has never stopped being amazed at all that God creates. I love learning from her about plants and birds and all of creation. Oh, and she is not even afraid of snakes whereas I am scared to death of those things!

My mom is a writer and a wordsmith. She has a way with words. She loves to play Scrabble and she has a great sense of humor. Maybe it is time for her to do a guest blog for me.

My mom can be incredibly forgetful and absentminded. This one may sound a strange thing to love. But I am the same way and it makes for lots of laughter between us. I can remember many Thanksgiving dinners when the meal was over that my mom would suddenly gasp, "I forgot the rolls were in the oven!" I claim it is our genius because we can't crowd our minds with every little detail when we are always thinking such deep thoughts. ( It's either that or early Alzheimer's for me.) We usually just end up laughing so hard at ourselves that we can't remember what we forgot in the first place.
My mom is one of the hardest working women I know. Her house is clean and welcoming. Her food is incredible. Her friends are close. Her family is close. It takes work to have a clean home, meals on the table, and keep relationships a priority. She works to make these things happen. Scarlett O'Hara had the smallest waist in three counties, my mom has the best biscuits in three states.

My mom is an encourager. She sees talent, gifts and potential for greatness in everyone she meets. And she comes alongside of her family and friends and even strangers and says, "Wow! You do a great job at that. Thanks for sharing your gift."

My mom likes to give gifts. It makes her day to see someone else happy and blessed by her generosity. My dad always says she would put them in them in the poor house and give all their money to us (me and my siblings). He's probably right.

There is more I could say about my mom and I probably will in some future blogs. Her life story is a beautiful picture of God's grace and mercy. But for now, I will close with this:

Happy Mother's Day, Mama. I love you! You are a blessing to me and I appreciate you.

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