In the Nehemiah 8:10, the people in the Old Testament we’re told to celebrate “for the joy of the Lord is your strength.”
Today, we celebrate my mom’s birthday. I’m so blessed by her and the joy that she exudes. She’s so firmly rooted in God’s grace and provision for her life that she’s confident in His strength.
Growing up, my mom always had a song on her heart. At some point during my teenage years, I didn’t always appreciate my mom’s singing. Now, I wish I could hear it more often. I find myself singing to my kids the same songs my mom sang to me. And nothing makes me happier than hearing my children sing. My daughter would sing non-stop if she could. In them, I hear my mom’s voice and her joy.
Mom, I’ll never stop singing.
My mom’s joy in the Lord has always shown through in both the good times and the hard times. One memory when I was growing up, I was really young and going grocery shopping with my mom. I was likely sitting in the front of the cart, chowing down on a bagel, as it would keep me occupied while my mom shopped. It was the middle of the day, so I’m guessing my sister was in school.
All of a sudden, my dad showed up of nowhere. He’d just been laid off from his job. My mom looked at him and knew exactly what had happened. Her response, “Hey Wes, what would you like for dinner?” She trusted that God would provide, and he did.
So, today… mom… we celebrate you. Every day, you show me about what it means to live a life of joy and to find my strength in the Lord and His grace. You show me what it means to have the heart of a servant. I’m so thankful that I get to be your son.