Prescription : Keep your faith💐
Dosage: Readers are required to maintain💐
The beginning of 2018 has already started off rocky, I mean it has me completely thrown off… Life as I once knew it to be, is no longer my norm. And I’m wondering how do I adjust, who do I run to, & where do I go from here? Let me fill you guys in,
On January 8, 2018 Earth loss a precious jewel and Heaven gained an angel: my mother (my teacher, my example, my fighter, my prayer warrior, my biggest cheerleader) took her last breath. Of course, with death you never expect it, but when it happens it’s almost like you feel as though you should’ve prepared. Maybe I should’ve hugged her or kissed her longer or gave her another back rub, but truth is there’s no way to prepare. All you can do is accept it and trust God.
You see I’ve been down this road before. I loss my father at the age of 4. Even though I was to young to understand, as I got older I recognized the pain I felt from not having him around. And here I am 20 years later and the parent that raised me, showed me the way she knew best is…gone. Lord where do I start… The Sunday before my mother passed, I was in church and I remember the Sunday school lesson was about Daniel and how he had a sincere faith because no matter how hard the test he didn’t lose faith in God. It stuck with me and made me reflect on my mother; it was hard to see her sick, it was harder to see her hospitalized, now the hardest test is to live my life without her here. My mother was a lively spirit. She could easily light up a room with her smile. She rarely met a stranger. She had a way of making you feel like you knew her your whole life. And in true mother fashion she always gave you pearls of wisdom. How am I supposed to go through life without her? Well she didn’t leave me empty handed…
My mother had many great attributes that I admired, but the one that stood out the most was her strength. I looked up to my mother, she was my superhero. I know most kids see their parents as these super beings that don’t break and as a kid I shared the same views, but as I got older I saw a different side of my mom that made me appreciate her so much more.
That different side I saw was a special moment we shared when she came to me for comfort. She was broken and for the first time I witnessed her cry…I remember thinking who is this lady and what has she done with my mom, but at the same time OMG! My mom is just like me (or vice versa)! Seeing her sensitive side made me appreciate her strength. I saw a beauty in her strength because no matter the challenges she faced, even until death, she didn’t lose faith. I understand now that she gained strength by maintaining her faith.
So again, how am I going to get through life without her? She laid down the foundation for me. Yes, this is a hard pill to swallow, but I will follow in my mother’s footsteps and find strength in my faith.
My mother invested many pearls of wisdom into my life, but maintaining my faith is the pearl I will cherish forever.
Continue to rest on mommy! I love you always! #MyAngel
If you are someone who has experienced death, maintain your faith
Stay Encouraged Daily Readers!