sometimes I wear white musk because it reminds me of you
I dont really like how it smells, except for the fact that it is your smell
so I keep it in my car so I can smell it sometimes.
You've taught me a lot about God
I don't think you always knew how to, but you acted it out and so I learned.
I remember once when you asked me how my relationship with God was
and it was sort of an awkward conversation because I wanted to say the right thing
and was unsure of what you were looking for.
You have always demonstrated a humble, meek, spirit
I want to be like you someday.
I used to be frustrated because you didn't care what you look like too much
and I always attributed that to you being a hippy in your early years
but I think more than that is, there are other people, things
that are more important to you, and you'd rather put yourself in the background
so that other people, your home, can benefit more than yourself.
Your joy despite the burdens you bear are amazing
I know, sometimes you are sad, and I can see it in your face
because he doesn't always love you well, and in these moments you remember
to turn back to Jesus, like Leah, and praise Him
You've shown me a healthy view of God
and a simple trust - not an overspiritualization
in fact most times you feel like a failure when pursuing God
but failure or not, you know that Jesus loves you
and you wash the dishes humming
and pour white wine like Jesus made it for you
and cook splendid meals in His name,
and I think He smiles.
Your home is comfortable.
I know a lot of times I made you feel like it wasn't.
but Mom, I miss living at home
and your calming voice.
You have made the perfect home for your grandkids to want to come to
and your children
you are festive, and hospitable
and kind.
and I want to put all of these things on me
You are a role model to me
and I just wanted you to know because
I didn't know what else to give you on Mothers day.
2 comments:
:)love that letter to your mom, it made me cry - she is a special one - all you gentry's are:) I love you chels keep displaying HIS splendor.
chels. love it. explains the tiny bottle of grandma perfume tucked beneath your car seats. You make everyone love who you love by your writing. I want to be like YOU someday...
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