I wrote these on the second Mother’s Day without my Mama, because I still wanted to celebrate all that God had given me through her and the many others He placed in my life.
No matter where you find yourself, I am honoring who God made me to be through YOU!
She has fledgling wings.
She’s not quite ready to soar.
She’s not forever leaving Mama bird, but she no longer needs the protection of the nest.
In every great movie, there are always the big actors, the main characters, the writer, and the director. They are the ones who get the awards, and are remembered for years or sometimes generations.
But EVERY movie ends with credits.
There are credits for the seen and the unseen. There are credits for the animals, the grip, the gaffer, the best boy, and the child wrangler (look’em up, they’re for real).
My Mama’s Bible was a brown genuine leather Bible. At one time I am sure that it cost someone a pretty penny.
She took it to church every Sunday. She studied it (not as often as she would have liked). She would bring it out with a Strong’s Concordance to further study the meaning of a verse when she wanted clarification or to better teach us kids the most accurate meaning of a scripture.
When I picture a Bible I see hers or Daddy’s in my mind. I personally have owned numerous in my lifetime and yet it is my parents’ Bibles that I see when I picture one.
I was not capable. I was broken. I was hurting. I was shaken. I was sick. I was hormonal. I was crazy. I was weak.
Those are not the words any woman wants to say about the birth of her daughter, but for me it was all true. Honestly, there is very little that went “right” for me during that time. It was almost as if every time I thought AT LEAST I DON’T HAVE _____, that “the blank” would crash over my head and knock me back down again. (Reliving it now is not even fun.) I had nothing left to give.
That sparked a search for God to give me a way to tell her birth story with more hope than horror, and the Spirit led me to 2 Corinthians 12:9. It says, “…But my grace is sufficient for you, for my strength is made perfect in weakness.”