My mother was the only person in the whole world, in fact the entire universe, who ever said to me, “Weldon, I think your sermons are too short. You should preach longer.” Only a devoted mother would say that, right? I still miss her more than words can say.
On my mother’s tombstone in Lafayette is the following scripture passage: “Her children rise up and call her blessed.” (Proverbs 31: 28) For my four brothers and me, she was our number one cheerleader and encourager. She prayed for us every day. She made sure that we were in church and Sunday School. She was so kind. She always expected the best from us. I guess that most of us feel that way about our mothers.
Woodrow Wilson wrote to a friend about his mother, “She was one of the most remarkable persons I have ever known. I seem to feel still the touch of her hand, and the sweet steadying influence of her wonderful character. I thank God I have had such a mother.”
George Washington's father, Augustine, died when he was 11 years old, so his single mother was left with basically all of the responsibility. Washington once said, “My mother was the most beautiful woman I ever saw. All that I am I owe to my mother. I attribute my success in life to the moral, intellectual and physical education I received from her.”
I spoke to my mother on the telephone the night before she passed away. I had no idea that she was going to die the next day. The last thing she said to me was, “Thank you for calling.”
On Mother’s Day, and throughout the year, I remember her and treasure all the blessed memories and I say, “Thank you” to Almighty God, and always and forever, to my precious mother.
The scripture says it like this, “Her children rise up and call her blessed.” (Proverbs 31:28)