Happy Mother’s Day to My Mother
May 10th, 2009. Filed under: This & That.My mother is no longer with me in body. She died in 2002. I didn’t lose her. To me that sounds as if I don’t know where she is and need to go search for her. She didn’t pass away. That sounds as if she just blew by and is somewhere else around here. I didn’t bury her. We buried the ashes of the body she used to live in.
Why is it so difficult to just say someone died? Our culture has a lot of difficulty with that. Is it fear? Are we just too selfish to face reality? Death happens. It comes along with living.
But my heart is not heavy. Yes, I miss my mother. I’m grateful for all she did for me and the values she taught. God knows that raising me was not an easy thing for her to do. I was a stubborn, difficult child. She did the best she could with what she had.
But my mother is not lost. In addition to the memories and photo’s, I know that we are only parted for a time. Because my saviour lives, we, too live. My mother accepted Christ as the Son of God and her personal saviour. Even though we are separated for a time, we will be together again, rejoicing and praising our God.
The words of this song say it all. It’s based on Job 19:25.