Greetings in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ,

It is hard to believe that we celebrated another Mother’s Day. But I wouldn’t trade them for anything. It is always so exciting to see each mother’s face as they experience that day.

Of course I had a card sitting right beside the coffee pot so Vicki would see it when she went to pour her first cup of coffee. The kids had sent cards to her so she had them to open as well. We know how blessed we are to have a woman in our lives that loves us like Vicki does.

Vicki went up on Friday to see her Dad and Mom. She wanted to check on her Dad, but wanted her Mom to know how much she loved her and was thankful God had given her such a wonderful mother.

Yet it is different for me this year. My Mom is no longer with us. So on Sunday there wasn’t a call to wish her a happy Mother’s day. At first it kind of made me sad. Then it hit me. Mom is with Jesus! I am quite certain that the joy she is experiencing right now is greater than any card I could have sent her!

Mom always had a heart for those who were going through a time of loss, but especially when a mother passed away. She would do all she could to make sure that the needs of the family were met. She said that when someone loses their Momma their heart struggles to fill a void their Momma had always filled.

Several years ago I was blessed to write an article that was published in the book entitled, “Memories of Mother” published by Xulon Press. This allowed me to share a story about my mother and the love she had for me.

It happened on a cold winter when I was 12. I had a paper route that I started delivering at 4 a.m. It was already snowing when I got up and was dressing to go. When I headed for the door Mom met me and said she was going to drive me.

She drove me from house to house and we finished in time for me to warm up before my next route at 7. When we went into the house Mom told me to get in front of the stove in the living room and get warm. She went into the kitchen to fix breakfast.

It didn’t take long for me to drift off to sleep. Then I heard Mom say that breakfast was ready and to come eat while it’s hot. It was a great breakfast but as I thought about it later and down through the years, the only thing I heard her say was – “I love you and I did this for you.”

Oh, I could tell you so many stories about how Mom fixed something special for me just so I would know she loved me. There was Red Velvet cake for my 10th Bday. The Peach Cobbler for just about any time you could imagine. Of course there was the Apricot Cobbler that was so good.

Yes, Mom did cook great meals, but I always liked her desserts the best. She would even let me eat them first on special days. My Mom loved her family.

But her greatest love was for Jesus. He was the focus before the beginning of every day, every meal and bed time. Proverbs 1:8 says – “Hear, my son, your father’s instruction, and do not forsake your mother’s teaching;”. Mom’s teaching was based on Scripture. She loved Jesus and wanted her family to love Him as well.

Let me just say I am thankful for my Mother and the love she shared. See you soon, Mom. I love you!

JESUS, JESUS, JESUS, there IS something about that name!!

Christ only, always,

Bro. Paul