Mother's Day...I'm Grandma! I know everything!
“They carry us beneath their hearts,
That’s how every new life starts.
The beating of our mother’s heart,
The first sound that we hear.
Love and peace surround us...
And God....is very near.
Your mother, my mother,
And Mary....the mother of....God.” *
Mother’s Day was just a Sunday or two ago and I’m hoping yours
was as nice as mine was. We got together, six of us mothers, along with assorted husbands and children – some large, some very small - to enjoy each other’s company, along with many hugs. Son-in-law, Dave, provided some excellent BBQ, and
we exchanged cards which had been carefully, thoughtfully and lovingly selected. Let me quote just a few:
“To my mother. We all need someone to believe in us...in
who we are and in all we can become. Someone to cheer, encourage, comfort and guide us...to give us the confidence we need to believe in ourselves and in our potential to reach our dreams. Thank you for being my someone. May you know how much your love and
support mean to me and always will.”
“For our Grandma! If everybody had a grandma like you, there would always be lots of smiles in the world.”
“Family is love and laughter, strength and smiles, hope and happiness. Every Mother’s Day is a gift – a chance to go back through the memories of the heart
and say thank you. For a home that was warm and welcoming and filled with life and laughter – where each day seemed to hold some small adventure and something new to learn. For a family that loves being together – that cares for each other and
helps one another through all the big and little ups and downs of life...for a connection that gives meaning and purpose and joy to every day. Thanks for all the joys of having a mother like you.”
“Happy Mother’s Day from both of us...the one you raised right, and the one who really appreciates it!”
it was Erma Bombeck who said that the saddest day for a mother is when her children no longer believe that she can magically get the traffic lights to change as they have now discovered the yellow light on the other side of the street. This is true. For years
I have been telling my grandchildren; Jessie, who is now eleven, and Emily, who is eight, and is looking doubtful right here in this picture, that...
Grandma! I know everything!”
I’m Grandma! I know everything!
I’ve told them that for years.
And now, alas, the moment’s come,
I must face my biggest
“Grandma, you don’t know everything,”
Miss eight-year old Emily sneers.
Yep, it’s happened, I got it right,
Time to face my biggest fears.
“I do so,” I said, wisely and maturely,
She just smiled and snorted.
“I can make a cheese soufflé,” I instantly retorted.
And Lincoln was our 12th President,
And the duckbilled platypus lays eggs...
And the whale is a mammal...
And Margaret Mitchell wrote Gone with The Wind...
And I can spell antidisestablishmentarianism...
And I know never to put tomatoes in the refrigerator...
And Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so...
And all the words to way too many songs...
And a lot of knock-knock jokes...
And who’s buried in Grant’s tomb...
And that you can get everything in the world at Amazon.com...
And how to braid hair...
And how to repair Puppyblanket when he’s torn...
Yeah, Emily...how to repair poor Puppyblanket,
Who was lost to the ages a year or so ago.”
Their Mommy patted my trembling, age-spotted hand and said, in that tone that stops all further discussion, “Grandma knows everything that matters.”
“If you accept my words and store up my commands within you, turning your ear to wisdom and applying your heart to understanding, and if you call out for insight and cry aloud for understanding and if you look for it as for silver
and search for it as for hidden treasure, then you will understand The Fear of the Lord and find The Knowledge of God.” Proverbs 2:1-5
“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, and the knowledge of The Holy One is insight.”
King Solomon asked the Lord, not for wealth, but for wisdom. I pray for wisdom to do the right things, say the right things. Mercifully, I don’t need to worry about praying the right things...
“We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God.And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:26-28
If you haven’t gone back yet and taken a second look at your Mother’s Day cards, give yourself a few minutes, pour yourself a cup of coffee and read them again. You’ll be glad
*Lyrics from “Your Mother, My Mother” – Star of Wonder – A Christmas Musical Book & Lyrics by Deanne Davis, Music by David Wheatley.