Nine years and two months ago today, my mother passed away. For anyone blessed with a godly mother, you understand how hard it was to let her go. Not only did she die on the 7th, she was born on the 7th — January 7th. She would have been 65 today.
She was a beautiful woman and a very spiritual woman. She was committed to her church and her family. Most important, she was committed to God. While she was battling ovarian cancer, she kept a journal. Her entry for May 7, 2003 (the day before her major surgery to remove the malignancy) demonstrates her strength and trust in the Lord. She wrote:
“That evening when Rit Jr. returned home we began to reflect on what he Lord was doing in our lives. I shared that I knew God’s plans were good and that I was now part of a good plan. My choice in the matter was whether or not I was willing to die for God’s good plan. I realized that He brought me to the place where I was willing to die for His good plan. Romans 8:28.”
In my finite understanding, I still wrestle with the “good” part of that plan. Yet, if I am to honor my mother, then she would want me to walk by faith and not by site. Thus, I choose to say, “God is good – all the time & all the time, God is good.” My mother is missed tremendously, but her voice remains with us in the echo of enduring memories — memories rooted in faith. The attached picture is of my mother standing on the Temple Mount in front of the Eastern Gate, Jerusalem (1998).