I do not know how many times this past few weeks I have said, "I wish I would have written more things down from Mama's tips, tricks, and Godly wisdom.
With her April birthday, gardens being planted, and new life springing up all around us... I cannot help but miss her a little bit more in these next few weeks from her birthday to Mother's Day.
I am grateful for her heavenly healing. I am grateful for her sweet reunions around the great table in heaven. Still, it is only natural to miss the people who loved us, shaped us, and modeled Christ in her daily walk. That was my Mama!
To think that God chose her womb to grow April, Matthew, and me.
"For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb." -Psalm 139:13
She loved being a wife and mother. She never took the gift for granted. Her brother, Paul, was born before her. He did not live 24 hours. Her little sister, Helen, suffered an illness that left her with cognitive limitations and a special cousin's son arrived with Down's Syndrome. She taught us to treasure and embrace those with differences.
Mama did not count the sunrises and the sunsets in her days, but she loved them. She made sure her kitchen had a window to the west and dining room had a huge window to watch the sunset in the east every evening. Fireflies, crickets chirping, birds singing, and the sounds of the farm were her favorite daily melodies. Even the winds were part of the sounds of the prairie.
She studied the native plants before us, because she did not want to lose the knowledge. We drank dandelion tea and she would use food and vitamins as medicine. She would always look to God's design for answers first. She tested the old wives tales and they often had truth and efficacy. The "science" behind would often come later.
On the celebration of the day of her birth, I want to pause and give thanks for a one-of-a-kind Mama Ina Mae and all of the wisdom she left behind.
Today, I am grateful for my Mama's wisdom.
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