Some parents have a family tradition of telling their children their birth story every year on their birthday. God tells Jesus’ birth story to us in the Christmas narrative. Telling our stories defines us. My mother told my birth story quite often but since she is no longer with me to celebrate the occasion of this milestone birthday, I tell myself the story through her written words I recently discovered in her personal letters.
Wise Words From My Mom
My mom was a keeper (pun intended). She kept documents, notes, calendars, prayer letters, cards—anything she thought important. On this thirteen anniversary of her graduation to glory, I share some of my mother’s wise words.
This morning a wave of guilt washed over me. I forgot the tenth anniversary of my mother's death! Then relief quickly followed as I realized I had the wrong date. I hadn't forgotten it after all. I still had time to honor her.
Then Jesus entered a house, and again a crowd gathered, so that he and his disciples were not even able to eat. When his family heard about this, they went to take charge of him, for they said, “He is out of his mind.”...Then Jesus’ mother and brothers arrived. Standing outside, they sent someone in … Continue reading Rejected