My mom is an amazing woman. She had eleven children, and even though she lost one of my sisters, she continued to raise the rest of her ten children with love, humor, and strength of character. She mourned my sister Leslie's death, but was comforted with an image of Jesus taking Leslie to heaven. She took that same faith that she had been given, and gave us a hope that is a strong foundation in most of our lives.
My mom took on many different jobs, wherever we moved. She was a receptionist, secretary, office janitor, substitute teacher, and so much more. She continued work, even now doing so much, that she can put me to shame with how much she does. She has had many things happen in her life, and yet she has gone on with a joyful heart, and a strong belief in what God can and does do.
Her greatest treasures are her family. She and my dad have been married for over 50 years, and are still very much in love. They are the center of our large family, and we all fight about who will get them to live near by. Those in Montana win for now. They love, and are loved. My mom has a huge and generous heart. She gives one hundred percent, in whatever she does.
My mom is an artist, a cook, a musician, a chauffeur, a teacher, a helper, a worker, a singer, a mom, a wife, a grandma, a great grandma, and a woman who loves the Lord. She uses whatever talent she has, to enhance and bring forth God's Truth to others. She writes, and has written many a letter to the editor of whatever newspaper is in her town at that time of her life. She has written little tracts to put into trick or treat bags at Halloween, to bring forth God's Truth.
As you can see, I am proud of my mom, and proud to be not only her daughter, but her friend, and sister in Christ. I pray that all of you, who didn't have a mother like mine, one you could be proud of and be blessed by, would remember that this day is still a day to remember that God said He'd be like a mother to you. He will comfort you, bless you, and give you so much to be thankful for in your life. Let Him take that pain, of a mother who wasn't all she should have been to you, and let Him heal that wound in your life, and bless you with a new appreciation of what He can do with that pain. He will take it, and make you something greater than you could even imagine.
I ask God to bless all of you today, with the knowledge of how much He loves you.
