"strengths come after weaknesses, what we lack is at times beyond our control and sometimes we cannot help but live with it, suffer through it, just for a little while... those imperfections that GOD still utilizes to keep us humble for His service, to stay centered on His will and to be passionately in love with Him above all else, for ultimately, His Power creates in us a reflection of His Perfection."- jette v.r.
Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.
(Rom12:12)
Monday, June 9, 2008
about my mom's knees
here I wish to say something about the most important female figure in my life - my mom. When she passed away in 2006, I only cried a few tears but deep within me I knew I would never meet another woman like her. I cannot explain the paucity of my emotions but it did not define the depth of my loss. I still miss her even if the last 4 or 5 years of her life has erased the memory of her own children; I blame it on Alzheimer's Disease. So seemingly the relationship was not even there, but anyone who had a caring, nurturing mother-child relationship that I had, will agree with me not even the awful terminal phase of Alzheimer's can remove the love only a mother can give. In my eulogy, I shared with the audience about how happy my mom is now, snuggling in the Lords' everlasting arms. She was awarded mother of the year twice in 2 different places so I'm sure the Master is pleased with her good works. But most of all, I knew in my heart, she knew Jesus. I was preparing to fly out to US then, and only arrived a day after my mom died. I was told that on the night she passed away, she woke up from her unconscious state, spoke happily to my sisters, brother and grandchildren, saying she doesn't care much for nursing homes (as the plan was to move her to a nearby nursing home and somehow, in her apathy condition, she developed an emotion of dislike at the thought of living in a nursing home) and then she was noted to be sleepy. She never woke up! I believe Jesus honored her request and took her Home. Back to my eulogy, it came to my memory about how as a little girl I was asking why her knees are so calloused, and asked if I should put some cream on it. She was just quiet, never volunteered an explanation. I knew now the reason for the white callous skin , that she was always on her knees, praying for the family she loves very much and most of all talking to the God she loved and served. I smiled and thought it amazing how our Lord has given me a mother who was so passionate about praying!
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thats a touching blog,
i can't say anymore.
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