This year marks 30 Mother’s Days that I’ve
observed without my birth mother. Consequently,
since I was 13 this time of the year brings a level of sadness that I must
purposefully shake off with praise. [1] As I was on my morning run, Love
brought back to my remembrance the last words I heard my mother speak to me all
those years ago. Today, as I rehearsed
every line I heard something I didn’t hear before…My Mom’s Heart Cry for help! Walk with me down memory lane.
It
was Wednesday, September 1st and it was time for my brother, my
sister, and I to leave for school. Our
mother had been battling flu-like symptoms for approximately three days and she
really wasn’t doing well at all. As I
entered her bedroom to give her a kiss goodbye before going to school, she
said…“Don’t come any closer. I don’t know what I have.” (Here she was again, thinking of others
before herself.)
In
obedience, I stopped and said…“I love you, and I hope you feel better.”
She then replied…“If I don’t, I’ll just die!”
I
immediately went downstairs and told my dad what she said. He responded, “She didn’t mean it. She’s just in pain.”
But
oh how wrong he was. Within hours of
that conversation, she went into a coma, was rushed to the hospital, had
surgery, and transitioned from this life before the close of day Thursday,
September 2nd.
There
are so many times I wished I could have a chance to relive those moments. However, I’ve learned that wishing for
something that’s spiritually illegal–living in the past–is tormenting. Those moments have passed. I can’t get them back. However, I pray what I have learned will
allow you to live wisely with those you hold so dear, especially your mother.
When
a strong person asks you for help, consider it a privilege.
Bishop
T.D. Jakes
Love
built My Mother to be the essence of His Love and Life. In the simplest of terms, she was “gifted
to Love”. However, when one is
gifted to love and when one has the innate ability to continue producing even
when they are in pain or seldom utters a word of complaint regardless of the
load they carry, it’s easy for those they serve to become oblivious or dismiss
the signs for help before it’s too late to help.
Please
allow Love to tune your ears to hear the heart’s cry of the “pillars
of strength” you are privileged to Love. Too
often those built to last have mastered the art of giving but not the art of
receiving. This posture eventually takes
a toll on their physical bodies, rendering them weak and extremely vulnerable
to the diabolical tactics of satan before anyone recognizes his assassinating
plots.
Therefore,
today I encourage you to allow Wisdom to increase your level of discernment
and be diligent to look, listen, and fill any voids in their lives where you possess
the capacity to minister h.e.l.p. (Heaven’s
Eternal Love and Purpose). Remember, we only walk this way
once, and every cry for help is worth the effort to save–heal, deliver, and
bring to wholeness.
And
to every Mother, “Happy Mother’s Day!”
Allow someone to Love on you extravagantly and freely for a Love
Act is a terrible thing to waste.
[1] Isaiah 61:3a KJV, To appoint
unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of
joy for mourning, the garment of praise
for the spirit of heaviness;
© 2013 Julianne Pearson
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Julianne
Pearson is an Author, Relationship Strategist, Speaker and Trainer. She is the Co-Founder of the LĪVE! movement, a speaking, training and coaching organization committed
to developing extraordinary people, families, and businesses. Through her
books, seminars and training workshop sessions, she empowers her readers and
listeners to rise up to their first level of consciousness in order to advance
the Kingdom of God on this earth.
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