Fourteen years ago, today…
Fourteen years ago, today, when I was struggling to figure out who on earth I was, I lost from earth the woman who was helping make me who I am.
And since I’m so busy raising (and growing within me) her grandchildren, I haven’t had time to really write anything to or about her, so I’m reverting back to a letter I wrote her last year on this day.
“Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?”
The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.”
I Corinthians 15:55-56
Mamma, the sweetness of the impression you left upon me is a constant inspiration in this challenging role as mother and discipler of little ones. Your God has been faithful to your prayers, as I am witnessing and trusting Him to be faithful to mine as well. Thank you for standing firm, and always giving yourself fully to the work of the Lord. Your labor has not been in vain.
