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Even though it has now been seven years since my Mother's death, I can still vividly remember the grief that I felt. It was my first experience with that gut-wrenching emotional pain. Nothing had ever affected me so profoundly. I know I was being self-centered. She was the heart of our family. I was always so proud of my Mother. I remember thinking that it was just too soon. I felt robbed of precious years. The heart of our childhood home was gone. I was so focused on what I had lost instead of what I had.
This year on Mother's Day, I thanked God for what He had given. My brothers and I had the gift of a Godly Mother. The "heart of our home" was a "Godly Heart." I know so many people who have said, "Oh, what I would give to have the kind of home you've had!" Shame on me for the self-pity, when I have been so blessed! Thank you, God, for the years you gave me with my Godly Mother. Thank you, Lord, for letting her be there for us through the years, and thank you for the legacy she left us as a woman of your Word. Thank you, Lord for replacing my sorrow with joy and sweetness of remembering my Godly Mother.
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