When I was fairly young, probably around the age of 6, I went to the store with my mom and older sister. The entire car ride, my sister and I bickered back and forth about something that probably didn’t matter. We were fighting all up until my mom stopped the car, and got out-not saying a word. I don’t know if this is how everyones childhood was, but we always knew that silence was even worse than being scolded because we never knew what was gonna happen. Regardless, we knew that we were about to be in for it. My mom had to get gas and went inside to pay, and my sister and I sat dead silent in the backseat dreading what would happen next. When my mom got back in the car she turned around and looked at us both straight in the eyes. She reached down and pulled out two ice-cream cookies, handed them to us and said,”these are sweet treats to remind you to be sweet to each other.” And I’ll never forget that moment.
My mom’s name is Sonja and she does a lot of stuff like that. A lot of stuff that looks like Jesus. Constantly giving me grace when I don’t deserve it; going out of her way to serve me and love me well; finding ways to make my day like making my bed or folding my laundry or speaking life to small dreams I have or putting little notes in my lunch that I say are embarrassing but actually help get me through the day. My mom looks a lot like Jesus and has been one the major influencers in my life, helping to make me who I am today.
Recently someone told me, “Your mom was so generous and sweet, and now i see where you get it from.”
I loved that moment because I am proud to be a daughter to a woman who honors the Lord the way my mom does. Because not everyone can say that, and I do not ever want to take it for granted.
Thanks, mumsy for teaching me how to love often, serve well, and be intentional with the time I have here. I am by no means perfect at it, but I have a really great example. I love you.
Sincerely,
Jules
P.S. Sorry if I have too many grammatical errors for the english teacher in you.
Heres’s a cute pic of my mom saying “look Julia, I’m cutting back to one cup of coffee a day.”
