Proverbs 31:28 (New American Standard Bible)
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28 Her children rise up and bless her;
Saturday morning at 10.00 usually finds me in a three way phone conversation with my brother Rob, and our mum in England. We catch up on each other's news and that of the village where they live.
Since Mum had a stroke 5 years ago, she has recovered amazingly well and we are grateful, but she still finds conversation hard. She enjoys listening in, laughing in all the right places, and participating a little in conversations mainly carried by Robert and I.
I've been meaning to book a flight there for weeks. Mum is 82 this year and time with her is precious.
So today after we talked, I sat at the computer and booked up at last. Then I called back to tell them.
Robert had already gone back upstairs to his flat, and Mum answered the phone. I could hear the joy in her voice when she heard that I would be there on October 18th. "Oh, my dear friends," she said in her sweet voice with the Dutch accent, "I will have to make a note of that."
I smiled, as that was what she would have done, although not now, as writing is also very hard for her. But it was a glimmer of Mum before the stroke.
I told Mum that I would call Rob on his phone upstairs. He didn't answer, but I left a message on his anwering machine.
A few hours later, Rob called to thank me for my message. He told me that when he went downstairs, Mum had remembered to tell him I'd called, and she told him the right date.
"Yes, Belinda," he said, "Mum does sometimes come out with little gems."
And he told me of something that she'd said on Thursday.
Mum has a weekly shower with the help of her Helping Hands lady, but her feet don't get the attention they really need. She has bunions, and her toes overlap one another.
For some time, Robert, who is her main carer, has bathed her feet once a week.
He lovingly soaks them in a bowl of warm water, and kneels down, which is very hard for him as he has a back problem, to gently wash between her toes. Then he massages her feet with special moisturizing foot cream.
On Thursday, Mum sighed as he did it, tut-tutted, and said, "It's terrible that you have to do this."
Robert said to her, "Mum, how many times did you bath me and wash my feet when I was little?"
And Mum said, "Yes, but that doesn't count."
And in that sentence is the essence of motherhood. Love doesn't keep score; no charge.
1 Corinthians 13:4-7 (New International Version)
New International Version (NIV)
by International Bible Society
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
The Invisible Woman~Nicole Johnson, 1999 Miss America:
Sent to me by a friend a few days ago; it seems to fit this post and I add it for those that haven't seen it yet.