No, it's not Mother's Day...
but often a fellow blogger catches your eye and you find you are on the same page with her thoughts. Have you noticed that?
Today, as it has been many times with her, it was Janette and her blog title 'Rise up and call her blessed'.
That scripture, Proverbs 31: 28 - "Her children rise up and call her blessed;Her husband also, and he praises her," brought to my mind how many times as I was growing up, my mom used that verse when she spoke to christian women's conferences and shared her testimony.
She would say...
"In our home, instead of my 3 children rising up and calling me blessed"... they rise up to make fun of me when I talk!"
She said it with a big smile, she knew we all loved her accent.
As we grew older, she claimed she had no accent left, after all, she had come to America as a young bride, many many years earlier, and she felt she had lost her accent long ago!
She NEVER lost her accent, and I'm so glad she didn't!
She knew very few words in English when she met dad in Norway as a young woman. Their love story was a heart story, certainly not full of the English language in the beginning.
She used to tell the story of a young Scandinavian bride who married a preacher and knew very little English. Her husband's church put on a big dinner to welcome her to their church and to America. When she stood to thank them, in faltering English she said...
"I tank you from da bottom of my heart, and I tank you from my husband's bottom too"... :)
My mother loved that story... I always thought it sounded just like her.
But oh did we rise up and call her 'blessed', with our whole hearts, to this very day.
So with all of you whose mothers are still here or are already in heaven... for the heart and life of those who loved us and taught us, I 'rise up and call them blessed.'