This started out to be a post called We Nailed It.
Warning: What you’re about to see maybe disturbing. Look at your own risk.
The foot in the blue sandal is a human foot on a live person. The odd color (paleness) caused by a lack of sunshine. People with this malady can be mistaken for walking snowmen. Do not let this happen to you.
So I started to take a few this morning to share. You know, Show-And-Tell?
I snapped my toes.
And I snapped my fingers.
And that’s when I noticed what I really wanted to blog about.
The rings I wear. I sleep in them, swim in them, do everything I do in them. (Except get manicures. I take them off for that.)
Who loved each other so much, worked together so well and had such a perfect marriage, all of their children have turned themselves inside out to emulate it.
I look at her ring and remember the first year we lived in Pryor Creek. Brad’s birthday party was going to flop, and on short notice, Mama gathered up the C-Town grandchildren and an armload of gifts and rushed to be there in time to cheer after he blew out his candles.
I remember the first year I was married and she dreamed I ran away from home. In her dream, she took my man to live with her and Dad.
I remember Mother’s Day weekend twenty-one years ago. I took the kids home to be with her, and she stopped everything to fish with my boys and the rest of the C-Town grandkids.
I look at her ring, and I remember the mother-in-law, the grandmommy, the friend, wife and mother I want to be.
Mama won’t be at Brad’s wedding, but her spirit will be there in each of her children. And her grandchildren. And her great-grandchildren.
Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: “Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.”
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
Honor her for all that her hands have done, and let her works bring her praise at the city gate. Proverbs 31:28-31 NIV