Mondays with Mom

I mentioned last week that I wanted to start something new and my idea...Mondays with Mom. My mother is an excellent writer! We have always said we were gonna write a children's book together. We actually wrote one for one of my college classes. She has written Ascher and Hadley poems, a whole book about my grandmothers (both sides) and many journals. 

This is us on Fathers Day

I can honestly say my mother is one of my best friends. I talk to her at least 3 times a day and when I recently deleted my texts the other day...I had over 1500 texts between us!!

Mom & Dad with both their grandkids on Christmas Day

She was a teacher and SAHM so when I was teaching she understood my teacher frustrations- and now as a SAHM she understands those frustrations too. My parents have been married 34 years and love each just as much as when they got married. I always remember Mom telling me her heart still beats fast when she sees Dad's truck behind her in the rear view mirror. Anyways- I was thinking how could I get mom to write weekly!? Give her a spot on my blog!! So without further ado...Here is Mom...

Mondays with Mom

FAME

Yesterday, I was important

The world smiled on me and

Held me up in the palm of her hand!

Today, I am plain, ordinary –

My fame lasted a fleeting moment and it was gone.

That’s why we can’t live by the world’s rules –

We must live above the fickle existence of the world’s position, possessions, performances, and looks. The fame I hold on to is the eternal  fame I have because I am a child of the king.; an heir to His throne…all because I believed and accepted Jesus as my Savior.

My position in Christ gave me fame, my possessions in Christ made me wealthy, and my  glow is from the inside out because I know who holds every tomorrow for each of us!.

I wrote that poem after receiving a coveted “teacher of the year” award a few years ago.  It felt great to be recognized, to know that the blood, sweat, and tears I put forth for students was realized by others. 

But the following morning after receiving that award, on the way to my daughter’s middle school, she asked me to pray for her day as there would probably be some sort of confrontation with a fellow student.  We prayed on the way to school that morning, and as she got out of the car, I felt a sense of peace as she turned and said, “Thanks, mom.”

It dawned on me as I watched her walk in to her school that morning that what we had just done…pray…was the most important activity of our day. As I pulled away from the curb, I realized that the accolades of the world last three minutes, but that we do for our Lord will touch eternity.

May we as women, wives, moms…Pray for and with each other today.