Mother's Day Lessons

by - May 10, 2010

Look what I got for Mother's Day:

Wow, and they were good. You know how 40's the new 30? Well, gourmet chocolate covered strawberries are the new caramel apple. God's fruity perfection smothered in man's best attempt to imitate it. Scrumptious.

When they arrived on Friday, Mike was afraid to wait until Sunday to open them, so we split the difference and opened them on Saturday. He warded off the kids who wanted to hone in on my gourmet gift. He should have protected it from them, too. After all, it was a gift for me and it was Mother's Day. And being the submissive wife that I am, I followed his lead...I'm sad to say.

Reagan got a few bites, and Mike shared one or two with me, but for the most part, I hoarded them. I didn't give a whole strawberry to anyone else to enjoy. By today there were still five left from the dozen. When I took a bite from one this afternoon, I could taste the tangy tell-tale flavor of fruit beginning to rot. Almost half of my gift went to waste, all because I was selfish. I denied sharing a beautiful and bountiful gift with the givers, whom I love most in this world. I did that. I wanted those strawberries all to myself.

For many walk, of whom I often told you, and now tell you even weeping,that they are enemies of the cross of Christ, whose end is destruction, whose god is their appetite, and whose glory is in their shame, who set their minds on earthly things. For our citizenship is in heaven, from which also we eagerly wait for a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ; who will transform the body of our humble state into conformity with the body of His glory, by the exertion of the power that He has even to subject all things unto Himself. ~Philippians 3:18-21

I am most grateful for a family that forgives and a Lord that teaches. For grace that shines through being honored while being unhonorable. And so many other reasons to be grateful last week #26-53:

~a timid teenager new at the wheel
~sleepytime tea
~fallen magnolia leaves
~children that drain me: body, soul and wallet, but fill me: home, heart and dreams
~a heritage of Presidential and Gubernatorial Proclamations of Days of Prayer
~renewed desire to follow lifelong dreams
~simple soup and cornbread for a much too late supper
~kids ignoring alarm clocks because they secretly love Mom's quoting Seuss's Go Dogs Go in their sleeping ears. (Go, Dogs, Go! It's time for all dogs to get up and play.)
~a cold snap of lingering Springtime on the verge of Summer's swelter
~missionaries to China who dared so much
~kneeling in church until my feet fall asleep
~long, silent hug from my son after his personal reckoning at the alter
~old friendships with new possibilities
~book clubs
~last week to homeschool for a season
~tea party planning (the real ones with tea and biscuits)
~happy pup to greet me every time I come home
~hand-written cards - the old fashioned kind - waiting in the mailbox to be a blessing
~choir practice, piano practice, football practice
~new homeschooling support and friendships
~God's faithful provision and perfect timing
~becoming a mom three glorious, miraculous times
~natural childbirth and epidurals on different occasions
~Mother's Day lessons and the gift of gourmet Humble Pie

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  1. UM... EXCUSE ME... TIMID???? HAHA :O)

    Its adrian. Im at school with some down time. Decided to come read your blog

  2. ha ha! i was going to tell you how much your
    post moved me.

    but then i read what i am assuming is a comment
    from one of your kids. mine do the same thing.

    i love it!


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