Ephesians 2:10 New International Version (NIV)
For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
BIRTH ~
Our birthdays are special to us. It's a time of celebration and we get another number added to our age. It becomes different when our age is in the older years of old. We run out of time and one day will hopefully enter Heaven. I say Heaven, because not everyone chooses Jesus as their savior and ask forgiveness of sins. Let us purpose this a good day and share the love of God. We are God's handiwork and some versions of the Bible says, we are God's masterpiece.
The year was 1929 and my mother would be born on this day. A little baby who was the last of 14 kids for her mom. Her older sister Pearl was 20 years older than year. My mom would turn 5 years old and her mother would die. That would leave her being passed around to other sisters and brothers homes. My mom never felt a connect between a mom and herself. She missed out on so much and would talk to me about being a kid. She really only remembered crying and not feeling wanted. I often wonder what happen to her dad at that point. I never asked her and it just came to my mind the other day. My mom now lives in Heaven.
In Grad School, my mom would say she wasn't like other moms. I would always ask her if she could volunteer like the other moms or grandmothers. I would watch kids who had smiles and laughter at school with adults. I always wanted that person in my life but just didn't happen. I grew up and wanted to teach kindness and time with others was so important.
As Mother's Day was yesterday and my mom's birthday is today, I find myself thinking so much of her. I think of her looses in life, but also her good times. I will never forget the night before she entered Heaven, I thought she had a bad cold. I never realized it would be her last day on earth the next day. She began to say words to me I waited to hear all my life. The words of being such a great daughter and how God has given her desire of her heart in me. She wanted a baby girl and her I was. When we grow up, we might forget about being a baby and the desire of someone's heart. We might only look through natural eyes and have tears of not having the mom we wish we had. Not in all cases, but in my case this happen. I should have never compared my mom to other moms. I think because I wanted to share time in going places or a movie, she just didn't want to do those things. Sometimes we learn too late but we know we did our best at that time.
TODAY ~ Begins a new day and my thought pattern is this way. Sure I could have done things different, but I did what I thought was best at the time. I couldn't understand my mom at times, because I had never walked in her shoes in 1930's. As a little kid, I'm sure she felt the loss of her mom big. As a adult, I know my mom felt the loss of her mom.
God is a God that restores, completes and changes our mindset. Let us search for his will in our lives and let go of things we can't change. Don't get me wrong, I loved my mom with all my heart and tried hard to please her. I took care of her after my dad died and was there for her the rest of her life. She was in her early 40's and I was 18 years old. Just a teenager trying to figure out life, but taking care of a broken mom who missed her husband. I felt to share some of her story today because it enters into my story. I didn't really know how to be a mom but I tried hard to play with my kids, be there and just love them. Now they are adults and they have kids. I am a much better Grandma and I see the importance of time and how quickly it goes by.
My mom believe in God and after her death, I found out that she taught faith at the care home. She was 83 years old when she fell and broke her hip. Surgery and recovery would place her in a care home. In less than one year, she went from living alone and independent, to a wheel chair and never walking again. Tears and it was a hard year for her. She asked me to pray that should would not spend another year in the care home and I did. It would be God's choice to take her home and I knew she wasn't in pain anymore. God answered that prayer. We just don't know God's timing on things, but I trust him in all I do. Now she celebrates her birthday with Jesus, family and friends in Heaven.
PURPOSE TIME ~
People around us watch us and care about us. We might not always see it, but just know it. God is right here and wants the best for each of us. A surrendered lifestyle brings new beginnings too. God has does miracle in my life, my family and friends. God can give true peace in the midst of anything we face. I hold on for the readers of my blog, your family and friends too. God is a truly a God who never leaves us or forsakes us. Purpose this a good day and happy birthday mom in Heaven. I truly miss you!
~ Sparkie
For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
BIRTH ~
Our birthdays are special to us. It's a time of celebration and we get another number added to our age. It becomes different when our age is in the older years of old. We run out of time and one day will hopefully enter Heaven. I say Heaven, because not everyone chooses Jesus as their savior and ask forgiveness of sins. Let us purpose this a good day and share the love of God. We are God's handiwork and some versions of the Bible says, we are God's masterpiece.
The year was 1929 and my mother would be born on this day. A little baby who was the last of 14 kids for her mom. Her older sister Pearl was 20 years older than year. My mom would turn 5 years old and her mother would die. That would leave her being passed around to other sisters and brothers homes. My mom never felt a connect between a mom and herself. She missed out on so much and would talk to me about being a kid. She really only remembered crying and not feeling wanted. I often wonder what happen to her dad at that point. I never asked her and it just came to my mind the other day. My mom now lives in Heaven.
In Grad School, my mom would say she wasn't like other moms. I would always ask her if she could volunteer like the other moms or grandmothers. I would watch kids who had smiles and laughter at school with adults. I always wanted that person in my life but just didn't happen. I grew up and wanted to teach kindness and time with others was so important.
As Mother's Day was yesterday and my mom's birthday is today, I find myself thinking so much of her. I think of her looses in life, but also her good times. I will never forget the night before she entered Heaven, I thought she had a bad cold. I never realized it would be her last day on earth the next day. She began to say words to me I waited to hear all my life. The words of being such a great daughter and how God has given her desire of her heart in me. She wanted a baby girl and her I was. When we grow up, we might forget about being a baby and the desire of someone's heart. We might only look through natural eyes and have tears of not having the mom we wish we had. Not in all cases, but in my case this happen. I should have never compared my mom to other moms. I think because I wanted to share time in going places or a movie, she just didn't want to do those things. Sometimes we learn too late but we know we did our best at that time.
TODAY ~ Begins a new day and my thought pattern is this way. Sure I could have done things different, but I did what I thought was best at the time. I couldn't understand my mom at times, because I had never walked in her shoes in 1930's. As a little kid, I'm sure she felt the loss of her mom big. As a adult, I know my mom felt the loss of her mom.
God is a God that restores, completes and changes our mindset. Let us search for his will in our lives and let go of things we can't change. Don't get me wrong, I loved my mom with all my heart and tried hard to please her. I took care of her after my dad died and was there for her the rest of her life. She was in her early 40's and I was 18 years old. Just a teenager trying to figure out life, but taking care of a broken mom who missed her husband. I felt to share some of her story today because it enters into my story. I didn't really know how to be a mom but I tried hard to play with my kids, be there and just love them. Now they are adults and they have kids. I am a much better Grandma and I see the importance of time and how quickly it goes by.
My mom believe in God and after her death, I found out that she taught faith at the care home. She was 83 years old when she fell and broke her hip. Surgery and recovery would place her in a care home. In less than one year, she went from living alone and independent, to a wheel chair and never walking again. Tears and it was a hard year for her. She asked me to pray that should would not spend another year in the care home and I did. It would be God's choice to take her home and I knew she wasn't in pain anymore. God answered that prayer. We just don't know God's timing on things, but I trust him in all I do. Now she celebrates her birthday with Jesus, family and friends in Heaven.
PURPOSE TIME ~
People around us watch us and care about us. We might not always see it, but just know it. God is right here and wants the best for each of us. A surrendered lifestyle brings new beginnings too. God has does miracle in my life, my family and friends. God can give true peace in the midst of anything we face. I hold on for the readers of my blog, your family and friends too. God is a truly a God who never leaves us or forsakes us. Purpose this a good day and happy birthday mom in Heaven. I truly miss you!
~ Sparkie
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