I was adopted at three days of age by a loving family who had been praying for a son. At 12 I learned that I was adopted and for many years I was curious about that. About 10 years ago when I ran the online community called GraceBoards I had made a post about my birth mother whom I had not met yet at that time. I took that post from Graceboards and rolled it into a larger blog entry on this site some 2 years ago now that was very popular with readers. You can read that original post here.
This is a picture of me with my adoptive parents
Last year I did a blog entry detailing the incredible milestone in my life of reconnecting with my birth mother who I learned is a beautiful woman that I did indeed get to meet in person last year and now talk with regularly through Facebook. That blog I called The Reunion and to say it was an emotional would be an understatement to be sure. It is available here.
As incredible and joyful as this was, it happened at a time in my life with many other things going wrong and while others were personally attacking my wife and I.
Though I tried to keep that aspect from my birth mom, it affected our relationship a bit too but she has been very gracious and I love that I now have both women in my life who are both moms to me. I have two other women in my life who I consider spiritual moms as well. To all of these incredible ladies, I say Happy Mothers Day.
My wife Lori is the mother of our three sons and is the embodiment of an incredible mother in every measurable way. Sadly, her own mother's health had been slowly declining for some time now and Thursday she got a call at work to go and be with her mother for what would be the last time. As Lori shared scripture at her bedside, her mom passed away as the presence of Jesus oversaw a unique generational transition.
In the short term there is great sorrow and of course the news of her mom's passing on Mother's day weekend is not an easy burden to bear for any of the family but under the cold and harsh grief flanked by the fear of loss is a quiet but powerful seed of peace that passes all understanding. There is a rose of hope that slowly rises from the ashes of what used to be familiar and the Lord remains ever faithful and ever true in the entire journey in ways that only those who have walked the same path before would begin to understand.
To Mothers everywhere of all ages and situations, on behalf of Lori and I we wish you the very best Mother's Day this weekend. Treasure those with you still on this side of eternity and if your mom has passed on already, treasure the memories and knowledge that God is honored as you honor your Mother and Father.
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