Continuing with our Mother’s Day
vignettes
in honor of all mothers everywhere,
here is Julie Miller’s Good Direction.
Be sure to look over Julie’s blog, “Burst of Salt.”
[burstofsalt.blogspot.com]
(If you missed the first in our Mother’s
Day series,
click here to read Ellie O’Malley’s
GOOD DIRECTION
I learned something long ago from my
mother, something it took me quite some time
to appreciate. I've known for years that if you're looking for a compliment from my mother,
you're probably wasting your time.
She is a lady of more understanding and
insight than anyone I've ever known, and she loves God, she walks with Christ, she cares about others,
but she's just not someone to spout off words of glowing praise for others, not
even her children.
I think it's good. Honestly, I do. It took some time for me
to realize she's done me a great favor by not allowing me to see myself as more
than what I am. I know she loves me and
is proud to be my mother. I have no doubt of that. And she's taught me so much by example: The praise and glory goes to God, rather than to us.
Scripture does teach us to resist pride
and teaches us it's better to receive instruction and wisdom than praise. I think the culture we live in doesn't always subscribe to
that viewpoint as the world day by day becomes more secular, but it seems a
shame in the way that we're missing out on one of the great truths God would
like us to see.
To raise a child, feeding and building
endlessly on their sense of self-pride really can handicap them, in my opinion, unless they are
naturally of a disposition that will keep that idea at bay. It can be a harmful thing in a couple of ways, one being
that it can make it very hard for them in life to follow God's path.
Are you loved? Are you valued greatly? Yes, always, because your
life and your very spirit and soul are treasured by God.
God is concerned about the condition
our spirit is in because that affects our whole life. I don't doubt He's happy
if we've excelled in life at various things—academics, running, dancing—but He wants us to develop
spiritually and that's the purpose of our lives that He has for us. That carries over, from this life to the next. Possibly everything else is left behind in the dust of
memories.
And so, it's with gratitude and great
love and respect in my heart that I offer thanks to God for the things I've
learned from Him. And I thank Him for my mother—that He gave me her, and no other in the world—because she has offered
me a viewpoint of life that has helped bring clarity of mind I might have
otherwise spent a lifetime searching for.
copyright
© 2012 Julie
Miller
What a lovely tribute to your mother, Julie! Thanks to Linda for making these lovely stories available to us all.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sherrey, for your kind words for Julie and her story. I have been thinking lately about how mothers are like snowflakes: no two are identical. God does such interesting things in creating each mother and He gives each a unique way of carrying out her job. I'm in awe. And that's one reason I like to read and share other people's stories. :)
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