Every Monday through Friday morning, a couple of my kids, my mom and I get together and read devotions. The theme for this morning was Under Construction. Mom reminded me of the stretch of I-20 between the city where I grew up and the city where I went to college and how we have never known it to be completely free of construction. Not even now, all these years after I graduated. I was also reminded of stretches of road I have driven in California and between Oregon and Washington that never quite get done, either. Yet I have made peace with all of those roads in the interest of getting where I need to go geographically. What if I try harder to accept (not condone, but simply and peacefully abide the reality of ) more of the brokenness of people I encounter in the interest of getting where I need to go in life?
Anytime I am commended for the job I am doing as a mother, I am quick to point out that the job that my mother did is the reason for any positive aspect of what I do for my children as a mother. I think that now I’ll make it a point to add that the job that my father did is also a huge part of any success I have has a parent, but since this is MOTHERS’ DAY…
My mother (and father) raised four independent, intelligent, hard working, critically thinking individuals who have strong faith and care about people and contribute to the well-being of those less fortunate in a very real way, even in the midst of this pandemic. My grandmothers raised children who were educated, successful and impactful in a society that sought to minimize them because of the color of their skin and my great grandmothers raised children who persevered and thrived beyond the Great Depression. Children who owned their own businesses and raised children to become property owners and entrepreneurs in a state that erected monuments to the confederacy. My great great grandmothers did the same and my great great great grandmothers supported the decision of those in their community (including one of my great great great grandfathers) to fight in the Civil War on the Union side to end the bondage of their people, even when doing so meant risking their own freedom and lives.
So what about me? What about my four children? What will be the legacy of the work I do day in and day out? Only time will tell, but I have always instilled in them the truth that no matter how low anyone’s expectations of them are, they come from a long line of people who overcame the insurmountable, and so I expect them to overcome also.
Happy Mother’s Day.
Hello November. I went for a walk today in the crispy air and crunchy leaves and balding trees and thought about life a lot. I thought about all of the things that my children have going and what they need to continue in the right direction and I pondered even more about the life that I want to live once I have completely worked myself out of the job of parent and into the job of life consultant. The thought of that day used to freak me out and make me cry for a lot of reasons, but mostly because I felt that this was the most important job that I would ever do. It is, but there are other things for me to do with my time on this earth. Other purposes for me to serve with the time I have left in this life.
Today’s life lesson:
When you are a person who embraces light, people are attracted to you. Some of them want a part of the light in their lives, but others want to diminish or extinguish that light. Be truthful about who is who, and proceed accordingly.