On Learning To Honor My Mom at 5 Minutes for Faith Today…

I came into Christianity with baggage in hand.
Actually dragging a baggage cart is more like it, loaded with an assortment of luggage, full of issues, pains and beliefs that had to be gently unpacked, sorted and released.
One of those issues my God wanted to address, was my tumultuous relationship with my mother.
As I studied His word and sought His truth, it wasn’t long before I started to realize this particular suitcase was full of complex memories, emotions and expectations.
It was the bag that was overstuffed, crammed and locked painfully tight…continue reading how I learned to honor my mother.
Please join me at 5 Minutes For Faith to read the rest of this special post in the series “Lessons I Learned From My Mother”.

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A Magical Day (Re-Post) Mother’s Day Celebration Post

All glorious is the princess within her chamber;
her gown is interwoven with gold.
~Psalm 45:13

 It started out as an ordinary day. It was supposed to be one of those “productive me” days. The kind you know needs to happen because, it’s that time of year again. The word vacation has less power over me as the last few weeks of Summer have been squeezed slowly out of my planner pages.
That next month (September) keeps appearing as I plan the days ahead and all that needs to be done by D-Day (1st day of school). So with all this in my mind, of course I had my TO DOs for today completely mapped out. After all, I am, if nothing else, obsessively, compulsively organized. In a most disorganized way. At least on paper I look pretty organized, thanks to my Planner.
But somehow paper planning and reality have a way of missing each other and leaving me
miffed in the midst of it all.
Today that was a beautiful gift.

Today, my planner had not accounted for the magical day that would unfold, to my wonder and joy.

“Mom, will you please let me see your wedding dress?”
pleaded my daughter as she looked at me with what I call her Junior Mint eyes.

Um, I am thinking…not in the plan…warning, warning.
I flashback to Robot in “Lost In Space” (doesn’t take much for me).

She has become a fan of the program “Say Yes To The Dress” and she wanted to see how mine measured up. Until today it has been hanging in our garage.
 It has been in the zipped tight gown bag since our honeymoon.
Today that gown emerged and made our mundane day a very magical one, indeed!
Of course she wanted to try it on.
The excitement and pure glee my daughter displayed as she posed,
primped, giggled and posed some more were absolutely priceless.

It is amazing to me how a wedding gown makes every girl feel beautiful, precious and royal.
 Like a princess. 

Princess Katherine Grace
Even if she is all or any of those things…there is something intoxicating,
 wonderful and heady about a wedding dress.

A wedding dress has the power to make the one wearing 
FEEL embraced by beauty.

When I text-ed the pics to my hub, he almost had a stroke!
But my girl and I had a million laughs as our afternoon became magical.

The day got more interesting later when my mom returned home
and wanted to know why my dress was hanging in the hall.
After looking at the pictures we had taken, she mentioned her gown and I immediately
(me being the Keeper of the Photos) retrieved her wedding photos to show Katherine.

Mom poses with her Wedding Gown photos

You know, we never did make it out for all the errands.
But what my planner can’t show, my heart does reveal.
It is well with my soul. 

Today I had a plan.
I had my To Do Lists written.

But today instead of my plans – 
I received
 a better thing.

 A beautiful gift.
 A magical day…and for that I am thankful.


The Dress on the Big Day!

We topped our magical day off with an appropriate movie
 tonight: Cinderella! 
It was just the way that we rolled!
On my scale of great Mother/Daughter days,
this one will go down as memorable!

The king is enthralled by your beauty; 
honor him, for he is your Lord.
~Psalm 45:11
* Stay Tuned this week for a Mother’s Day Giveaway! 

Linking my Magical Day post with Emily’s over at Imperfect Prose…
AND Jennifer @ Getting Down With Jesus!

1000 Moms Project

Poems To My Mom

Mom walking the beach with her Bella girl!
I am linking up this week for the 1000 moms Project at A Holy Experience.
I will be writing a few posts (Honoring Him Through Honoring Mom) 
about motherhood, my mom and my relationship, 
and hopefully some new insight from God about Him and his purpose
 with regard to being a mother, daughter and follower of Him. 
But let me just start by saying this: I did not have a traditional upbringing nor a traditional mom, but what I did have was God’s perfect choice for me. 
You have no idea how BIG of a statement that is for me to make!
My mom and I have been through many ups and downs. 
Our relationship sometimes is challenged from within and without BUT
God is faithful and I believe that Honoring my mom is honoring Him. I have been on a journey to learn how for many years. Progress has been slow. But I am grateful for my mom, God and His ways. 
This is a far cry from the angry teenager who ran away at 15 years old, my friends.
God is nothing if He is not a Miraculous God. And. He. Is.
Rejoicing in Him, with thanksgiving for my mom, today.
Please scroll down and see the two poems I wrote as a young girl.

Now you see where I get the ROCK gathering trait from! It’s genetic!

This is a picture of me about the time I wrote the two poems below.
I thought it would give you a giggle. I was such a dweeb.
Holding the Liberty Bell circa 1976.
Just recently my Mom returned these to me to save.

My Mom had a friend at work do the calligraphy and
then they hung framed on the wall for many years.

 “Honor your father and mother”—which is the first commandment with a promise— “that it may go well with you and that you may enjoy long life on the earth.
Ephesians 6:2-3

Mothers are not perfect, however they are chosen, handpicked by God. How we respond or fail to regardless of our circumstances reveals much about our relationship, trust and belief about Him.
I will be sharing and exploring this more in the upcoming posts.
May you be a blessing and be blessed as you seek Him in all things!

This is one of a couple of posts
I will be writing this week in recognition of Mother’s Day!

1000 Moms Project

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