Well, we've had another Mother's Day, a day which since childhood has always touched the core of my heart. This is so partly because my own mom was always so precious to me and partly because it was such an important day in the culture and church which I grew up in. It was one of the biggest days of the year in church attendance and mothers of all ages came arrayed in the finest attire. I loved it then.
Those days are behind me now, the holiday is celebrated in a different culture and church, and my mom is gone to Jesus. So, now I'm the mom who's been especially honored, not just by two sweet and caring daughters, but also, for the first time, by a granddaughter who has no clue as to what's going on. In morning worship, a sermon was preached about our need for wisdom as women and for evening worship, I had infant nursery duty. Only one baby showed up tonight and guess who that was? You're right: my granddaughter. So the evening closed out with just the two of us spending those final quiet moments of the busy day together. Now, how special can a day be? Thank you, Lord.
My favorite portion of today's sermom: "Beauty is power, but wisdom is beauty and wisdom is given to those in Christ Jesus." Get it?