Unforgettable moms

She knew we wouldn’t do well, knowing that she was suffering emotionally and physically. I remember times when she would just sit in the dining room chair and stare out the window as if she had a million things on her mind, especially during the last few years of her life. Breast cancer or any other type of cancer for that matter is brutal on its hostage and their loved ones. Spending the rest of your life worrying about how or when life will end has to be traumatic.

Don’t get me wrong, fathers are important too. But today we are acknowledging mothers sacrificed to an out of control pandemic that never should never have flourished! My Condolences to every mother fatally captured in the crosshairs of Covid 19 and to their loved ones left behind.


Mothers and fathers stricken by terminal illnesses or COVID 19 are burdened with the task of preparing plans to protect, support, and comfort those they love most. Sometimes I caught mom sitting in her favorite dining room chair, looking out the window, bouncing her leg, and slightly rubbing her hands together as she hummed a song. Years later, after she departed from us I found myself wondering what she may have been thinking about! But it’s too late…I can’t ask her now, and I didn’t ask her then!

Over the last two or three years prior to mom’s passing, she mentioned several times, that if it was her time to go she was ready! She started telling us things like, ( we needed to get out of debt and stop reaching for things) that cannot grant eternal happiness. Furthermore, she added, “you just don’t need all those things to be content in life.” But, she never pretended she was not once us. In fact, because she had been there and done that she understood the error of our ways. And, for the same reason, her hope was to spare us from ourselves. The Bible backs mom up on her wisdom about obsessing over things, whether material or human.

“Now there is great gain in godliness with contentment, for we brought nothing into the world, and we cannot take anything out of the world. But if we have food and clothing, with these we will be content.” 1 Timothy 6: 6-8 ESV

Mom was trying to make us understand this as well, “He who loves money will not be satisfied with money, nor he who loves wealth with his income; this also is vanity.” Ecclesiastes 5: 10 ESV She reiterated regularity people cannot take stuff they pile upon earth to the grave with them. The funny thing about that truth is how many people live as though it is a lie.

I have experienced this truth firsthand. The way it plays out in life is revealed in one’s burning desire to acquire things in abundance, in excess, and behavior indicative of one always chasing after the wind, something you can never catch. In this illustration, the wind refers to things money cannot buy, like love, joy, strength, faith, satisfaction, peace of mind, and wisdom. Many unsuccessfully spend an entire lifetime perusing God’s earth in hopes of finding that happy-ever-after moment, which never comes.

The possibility of living happy-ever-after or forever is one of the biggest fallacies humans ever concocted. Yet scores believe the attainability exists, particularly the well-off. For this to be true Scipture would have to be untrue! In fact, God’s Word tells believers something totally different. While the world would have them believe the prospect of persisting peace of mind is possible, God says otherwise. “I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.” John 16: 33

Mom had her share of tribulation. Born into poverty, in Meridian MS, the deep south, the oldest of eight children, a natural-born protector, married at fourteen, a mother of three by 22ish, and much happiness coupled with tribulation along the way, plateauing with breast cancer. Eleven and a half after receiving a positive for breast cancer mom replied, “I’m ready to go if God is ready to take me.” She also began an allocation about how wicked and troubling the world had become. The talk eventually morphed into somewhat of a death bed discourse. Mom even proclaimed she didn’t mind going if it was her time since the world had so rough, and would only worsen because people had lost their way.

Mom’s been right about all of the above!

For 15 years, mom laughed, cried, loved, and encouraged those who shared breast cancer diagnosis, a destiny no one looks forward to. I guess I never really got it until the very end, and because of that, I still cry inside.’ You see, I never thought breast cancer commanded such supremacy…but it does, and yet still, there is no cure!

Right about now, I’m feeling a little guilty because I failed to mention that dad passed away 6 months after mom. He had prostate cancer. We loved dad dearly too, It is not my intent to slight him in any way. Sometimes we just need our moms even if only in memory. I just couldn’t get through a post about both of them at the same time…


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