My earthly mother passed away over 20 years ago. I have no doubt she is in Heaven and I will see her again. Although I know in my head she is in glory, my heart still misses her. No matter how old the child, when your mother leaves this world and you have no one to go “home” to, you are somehow rudderless and easily lost in the desert.
Since my mother’s passing, I have been fortunate to have a mother-in-law that has treated me like a daughter. She is wise beyond her years, has a quick wit, and has maneuvered through life’s many ups and downs with grace and perseverance. She’s one tough cookie with the softest of velvet handles.
Unfortunately, in the last several years my mother-in-law has seen her physical body decline. While it’s hard to observe what she must endure, I admire how she manages to start each day anew. God in His Wisdom, provided this “mother” to me as he took my own to be in Heaven. My mother-in-law is a rock – a super glue that holds this very large family together – and it all boils down to her faith.
The Bible tells the story of Ruth and Naomi. I can hear myself telling my mother-in-law that I would not leave or forsake her, that her people would be my people, and most definitely her God would be my God. Yes, I still have much to learn from this woman and am most grateful for each day to have a new lesson.
Ruth 1:16 “Do not urge me to leave you or turn back from following you; for where you go, I will go, and where you lodge, I will lodge. Your people shall be my people, and your God, my God.”