19 years ago today, my precious mother took her final breath. Her body was wracked and abused by the vicious disease knows as Cancer. She fought and toiled until her spirit became weak. Then she answered her savior's voice when he called her home. The days leading to her death, I was told she was radiant as ever. She requested to look her best those last days. She received visitors, made them promise to take care of her children, and bid them good bye.
My mother is an inspiration to me. Everyone she met, she made an impact on their lives. She was a christian and made sure her children were in church. Everyone she met, she told them about the love of God. Even though I was only 6, I remember the feel of her skin, the scent of her body, but her voice is faded.
She missed every milestone, but I felt her presence at every one. There are days I need her the most (what girl doesn't?), but my dad stepped right in. i am comforted knowing that she was there to meet my babies - what a great welcome they received. I know that she is absolutely spoiling them.
You made me the woman I am today. You paved the way for me to know Christ. Your legacy, passion and drive, made me want to strive for excellence. I love you more today than yesterday, and miss you more than ever.
She Shall be Praised
Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.
Strength and honor are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come.
She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness.
She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth no the bread of idleness.
Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.
Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all.
Favor is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised.
Give her the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.
- Proverbs 31: 10, 25-31
Joy Jeneva James-R - R.I.P
Where is my expected end?