On this Mother’s Day, I am grateful for the many women who have helped to make me who I am today. My mother did a fantastic job raising me especially when you consider what she had to work with! She handed the baton off to my wife who continues to help me pursue maturity and refinement. I also want to acknowledge the little old ladies in my life. I would not be who I am today without them.
I was a typical small-town kid. I enjoyed little-league baseball and fishing in the local pond. I must have been about 10 years old when I started delivering newspapers. It was a good way to learn responsibility, but my motivation was to earn spending money. I delivered papers for about five years, before high school activities crowded my schedule. I was off to college a few years later.
My home-town church called when I was a freshman in college. They were planning a youth service and asked if I would preach the message. I had recently given my life to Christ, and it was God’s perfect timing for me to receive that invitation. I really only knew one message, the gospel. It has been 27 years since I preached that first message, and I remember it like it was yesterday. I explained that every one of us is destined to eternity in hell unless we are born-again in Christ. Jesus really is the only way to heaven.
Someone directed me to the sanctuary doors at the end of the service so I could shake hands as people left. I don’t remember how many hands I shook, but I do recall that many little old ladies came through that line. Each one took her turn to pull me in close to tell me she had prayed for me since I was a little boy delivering her newspaper. One little old lady even said to me, “I have been praying for you since you were a little boy. I have even prayed you would be a pastor, and I see God has answered that prayer too.” “Oh no, mam,” I responded, “I will never be a pastor.” “Well,” she said, “I’m still praying!”
I am certain that little old lady is with Jesus today. She is part of the great cloud of witnesses, and her prayers for me were answered. Thank God for little old ladies who never stop praying, and happy Mother’s Day to all the faithful women of the church.