My mother's greatest gift to me was preparing me for taking care of my own household. So, at the early age of 19, when I married, I never remember calling to ask for advice... I had it down.
So, the other day when I opened my dryer, I started to laugh out loud with my mother's guiding voice in the background.
- Always hook your bras straps together...so they will not attach to other garments
- Never dry your bras...hang them out to dry
- It is best to hand wash your bras
To my 14-year-old's horror, I called him down for assistance. He reluctantly, with a red face, dislodged the dangling boulder holder from it wedged claws of the dryer door.
What is funny is that I did this twice in two weeks....sounds like a hard head to me.
I walked away wondering... when my adult children hear my voice, what do they hear? Do they hear..."don't mix whites with colored clothes or you will have pink underwear", when they pull them from the dryer? Do they remember me when pulling out melted plastic from the dishwasher?
My prayer is that they will remember more... that they will remember our prayers, our devotionals, our forgiveness, our laughter and most of all, our relationship with Christ. I pray that memorized scripture will come back to memory when the time is needed... that all the Proverbs we read will be there for their guidance. I hope my voice will be remembered for tenderness and love, rather than just correction.
Listen, my son, to your father's instruction and do not forsake your mother's teaching. Proverbs 1:8
Have you heard your mother's voice lately? What was she saying to you?