You Surpass Them All

Happy Mother’s Day!

Today is the very best day to focus on the blessings in my life, and the beautiful family that the Lord has given me.

This will be the most quoted scripture of the day, but Proverbs 31:28-29 sums up the blessings of being a wife and mother . . .

My day began with Sunday worship, followed by a surprise Mother’s Day brunch, alone with my husband.

This was the view from our window seat overlooking a soggy West Market Street from Casa Nostra. (Definitely worth checking out, NoVa friends!)

I neglected to take a photo of my first course Caesar salad, but it set the stage perfectly for the main course of pan-seared salmon with ricotta gnocchi and a pesto cream sauce. And, no Italian brunch would be complete without Tiramisu. It was a decadent meal!

I returned home and was showered with Mother’s Day cards from both children, flowers, goodies and a Kohl’s gift card. (My son knows me well 😉.) And no Mother’s Day would be complete without a long, lazy nap.

My own mother and late mother-in-law are examples of women who deeply loved and sacrificed for their families. They were both raised during the Depression and knew the meaning of hardship. I believe this helped them raise their families on a shoestring budget, while creatively stretching every dollar. They were frugal shoppers, skilled seamstresses, and round-the-clock nurses. Multi-tasking wasn’t a term in the 60’s and 70’s, yet they were the pioneers. Many mothers left their homes when the kids went off to school, and took up careers of their own.

Mother’s Day looked very different when we were kids. I don’t remember bringing Mom breakfast in bed, but she usually got a break from cooking. That meant going out to dinner or ordering takeout, which was a special treat for our family.

And even though it was a holiday in her honor, like all other moms, she still did a lot of the usual tasks that day in preparation for the week ahead. In that spirit, I made my weekly run to Wegman’s today, and am knee-deep in laundry as I type.

So, thank you to all the moms who came before my generation, setting the bar and guiding our feet in paths toward the future. You have inspired us, guided us, and made us proud to bear the title of mother — or mentor — to the children in our lives. 💕

Sticks and Stones . . . and Planks

How it All Began

I have enjoyed writing since my high school days. Aside from art classes, English was always my favorite subject, particularly anything related to creative writing. When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a school teacher. By my senior year in high school, although I loved writing, I hoped to become an artist. Nowadays, the only paintbrush I pick up is usually dipped in a gallon of Eggshell White.

So for now, I’m back to writing, or blogging, or whatever you call what I do. Hopefully the words I choose to share will touch someone in a meaningful way. My plan is not to teach a lesson or to preach, but to share my personal perspective from my tiny corner of the world.

My favorite writing space

I try to stay dedicated to my Sunday routine of writing. It can be challenging at times, especially if we are traveling. But I pray each week that the Lord will give me something worthy to say.

Like many writers, there are days when I feel dry and uninspired. Those are the days when I share what is going on in our home or in my personal life. Sometimes those little adventures lead to new ideas for future posts.

Words

This morning I found myself thinking about words. Specifically how we share words, and how they can hurt or heal. They are a powerful means of communication, whether written or spoken. We can choose our words with wisdom and compassion, or with haste and vengeance.

“Judge not, that you be not judged. For with what judgment you judge, you will be judged; and with the measure you use, it will be measured back to you. And why do you look at the speck in your brother’s eye, but do not consider the plank in your own eye? Or how can you say to your brother, ‘Let me remove the speck from your eye’; and look, a plank is in your own eye? Hypocrite! First remove the plank from your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye.”
‭‭Matthew‬ ‭7:1-5‬

Jesus’ words are convicting to those of us who are willing to take them to heart. The internet has made it easy to hurl insults from afar. Few would repeat the same words if they were seated face-to-face with the person they insulted.

Here’s a question for you. Does the internet make us brave, or does it make us cowardly? It can do both, depending on how you use your words.

For the past two years I have given up social media during Lent. But this year I feel a need to fill those platforms with the love and kindness our Savior modeled for us.

Be the Salt and Light

“Let your speech always be with grace, seasoned with salt, that you may know how you ought to answer each one.” ‭‭Colossians‬ ‭4:6‬

“For you were once darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Walk as children of light . . . ” Ephesians‬ ‭5:8

Words are powerful. Use them sparingly. Choose them wisely. And always . . . remember that plank.