Susan Spess Shay

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Mother’s Day

Amy and Jonna

Aren’t they just adorable? They were so close, they did nearly everything together. Amy, on the left, was football queen, and Jonna, on the right, was basketball queen.

Amy is my sister, and she’s at her senior prom with her Forever Friend. They’ve been friends since before they knew what the word meant, and they’ve been through everything together. Each has supported the other without doubt or question.

Here’s what Amy had to say about Mother’s Day on Facebook:

I got a mother’s weekend. We started out Friday night they took me to dinner@ Steer Inn, then we delivered a mother’s day gift to My step mother, Romanza. Sat. Night we went to Josephs, fabulous steak. Mother’s day they took me to Billy Simms BBQ. I have the best family! I’m so glad God allowed me to be a momma again!

Read that last line again. She’s so glad. I’m telling you, Amy is one of my life’s heroes. There’s no bitterness in this woman. She’s never fussed or fumed about her losses. Never asked if she was being punished. 

She only praises God for allowing her to be a momma again.

I’ve never known anyone who could go through what she has without complaining. We didn’t know if she’d be able to have more children after the awful wreck she lived through, but she not only had two babies, who are now big girls, she fed the last one from her own body. You’ve got to admire a woman like that.

I’ve seen her shed very few tears. (I’m a much bigger crier than she is.) She knows she’ll be with her daughters in eternity. I imagine our mom is celebrating Mother’s Day in heaven with them.  

And Who is leading that celebration?

 “Can a woman forget her own baby, and not love the child she bore?
Even if a mother should forget her child, I will never forget you.” Isaiah 49:15

“As a mother comforts her child,
   so will I comfort you;
   and you will be comforted over Jerusalem.” Isaiah 66:13

He knows!

If you’re a mom, I hope you got to be with your kids. If you couldn’t, thank God for them. They are a blessing!

If your mother is living, I hope you got to be with her. If not, I hope you thanked God for her.

How did you celebrate Mother’s Day?

 



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From the Mouths of Babes

Jesus entering Jerusalem on a donkey

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Sunday morning was Palm Sunday–the day when Jesus rode into Jerusalem on a donkey, cheered by crowds of people waving palm leaves and even throwing their cloaks in the road to soften his path.

Our church here in C-Town does a great job of celebrating Palm Sunday. Every year the children come into church, waving palm branches and cheering. I’m not positive all the little ones (if they’re big enough to walk, they get to participate) understand why they do the palm waving, but the adults understand.

Palm Sunday is the beginning of Holy Week.

I’m still going through the Bible. I’m in Matthew and reading about–you guessed it–Holy Week.

A very large crowd spread their cloaks on the road, while others cut branches from the trees and spread them on the road. The crowds that went ahead of him and those that followed shouted, “Hosanna to the Son of David!” 

“Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!” 

“Hosanna in the highest!”  Matt. 21: 8 & 9

I asked a four year old buddy of mine, “Why do we celebrate Easter?”

He didn’t miss a beat. “To get candy!”

Worded that question wrong. LOL. “So, what’s Easter about?”

“It’th when Jethuth died for our thinth.” My buddy has a slight lisp.

“And then what happened?” Gotta give the right cues.

“He roth from the dead.” He shrugged as if to say, everybody knows that.

Don’t you love it when kids answer as if they were there?

And talking about kids, another little friend of mine (this one’s seven) made her confession of faith Sunday and was baptized into Christ. She’s the cutest little thing with blond hair and big eyes and no bigger than a minute.

I’m not quoting this, because I didn’t write all the words down, but this is pretty much it: The Preach (aka: Little Bit’s dad)–Why did you come forward?

Little Bit: I want to give my heart to Jesus and be forgiven!

Beautiful, pure, unadulterated faith–only children come by it naturally.

“He said, ‘Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.'” Matt. 18:3