We just recently celebrated Mother’s day. It is a time of the year when all of us are either feeling blessed by the privilege and opportunity to have our lives enriched by precious children, or we are celebrating women who have impacted and changed our lives.
I was definitely blessed this year with an outpouring of love. My husband and children showered me with kind gestures, meaningful moments, presents, and food! My Khmer children spent the evening distributing cards to Naron and me (Siphan was out of town) and either making flowers or picking them to bless us with. Naron had cried at lunch as the first little notes started appearing beside her at the table, containing expressions of the children’s appreciation. Our hearts were strengthened as we (Naron and I) were reminded of God’s goodness.
Needless to say, the day held sweet moments of remembrance as well. I thought of my mom, prayed that her heart would be pleased as she thought of her children, the fruit of her faithful Godly labor or love. She was as gracious, encouraging, and faithful in mothering as any woman could I’ve had the privilege of knowing. I prayed for my mother- in- law, that she would be reminded of our love for her and encouraged that her constant giving has impacted and blessed us in ways that are eternal and can’t be taken away. We thought of our Grandma Frances and Mamaw Burke who just recently went to be with Jesus. We trust that their reward has been great and that they are now quite convinced that they did well as faithful servants. Their impact on our lives was priceless.
Finally, as Mother’s Day came and went, literally, the number of dear sisters , my friends and family, that are mother’s that I thought of and were thankful for was a long list. I won’t even try to write all of the names down, but if you are reading this, know me at all and are wondering; go ahead and assume you were on that list, and know that you are appreciated for your example of mothering.
