"I'm glad," I replied, haughtily. I was proud of my mother. She was loving and kind, but a strong leader, always leading some charitable project. She was loved and respected at church, in our neighborhood, and in our extended family.
I remember her make breakfast every morning. Sometimes we had waffles with sausage and homemade syrup. Other mornings we might have scrambled eggs with bacon. But my favorite was when Mommy made muffins and eggs and Canadian bacon in the muffin pans. This was long before Egg McMuffins were sold at McDonald's.
Mom could bake, cook, or sew anything. However, what impressed me the most about my mother was the way she welcomed people into her heart and our home. There were always extra guests at holiday dinners, birthday celebrations, or family gatherings. Mom was always hosting showers and parties. At an early age, I learned to greet guests, pass chips and dip around, and set a beautiful table. We would choose the perfect tablecloth, cloth napkins, and centerpiece. Sometimes, we even polished the silver.
What about you? What are your memories?
My oldest child is almost 26 years old and my "baby" is 14. Unless the Lord blesses us with a surprise baby, we have finished our season with little ones. What fond memories I have of that precious season. I wish it could have lasted longer. When I had babies, I was purposeful in creating memories that would last in their little hearts for a lifetime.
One thing that I always made time for was to snuggle up and read a book together. Nothing is nicer than a well-written, beautifully illustrated picture book. We have logged hours “oohing and ahhing” over lovely illustrations or discussing the ending of a story. Sometimes, we don't like the way the author ended the book.
Our home is filled with music and laughter. We sing while we work, drive, and study. We make up silly little songs about getting lost or spilling something on the carpet. I love to hold my children in my arms and sing over them. I hope they will remember those times and know how precious they are to me.
Celebrations make lifelong memories. We made a big fuss over birthdays and did our best to honor the birthday child with a meal and celebration of their choice. Holidays are filled with traditional foods and activities. Like my own mother, I have tried to include others who are lonely in with our family celebrations. What joy fills our home during these times!
Giving & Receiving Honor
It is good for our children to honor us. Sometimes it can feel awkward to hear ourselves praised and thanked. But, the Bible tells us that those who honor their father and mother will enjoy long life on the earth and that things will go well for them. (Ephesians 6:1-2) I want my children to experience the blessing of God so I let them honor me. They can make me a card, buy me a present, rub my feet, or go to the beach with me.
It is good for them to see me honor my parents and in-laws and imitate me in the way they treat my husband and me. I am setting the pace for them with my own actions and then reaping the benefits. God is just so cool!
Mom, may I say to you: You are amazing! You do so much that no one but God sees. Often, you feel like you don't do enough, but you are putting your heart and soul into raising the next generation. I am so proud of you. May God honor you in every way and make this Mother's Day a happy memory for years to come.
Happy Mother's Day, Sweet Friends!
Merey (Meredith Ludwig Curtis)