What the heck?! I don’t know what just came over me. I just went to say goodbye to mom before she departs for a short business trip and I felt my eyes well up. I’m so sad. I miss her already. I have really gotten used to spending time with her. This precious, invaluable time. She’s only gone for a bit, but I guess I’m just thinking about the near future. Geesh.
I’ll never forget the vision that I had when living on the East Coast. Without going into too much detail I will just say that in it, my mom needed me and the Lord gave me an option to stay or go. As usual, I said yes to God’s proposal and easier said than done, I moved back. Let me tell you, moving forward mentally is way harder than moving forward physically. Especially when your physical move is literally back! Haha. It’s like, really Lord? I think so often we forget that we’re spiritual beings having natural experiences and that in actuality, none of the things that the world says are valuable mean much of anything to the Lord. He delights in our obedience and lavishes in our love.
For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts. – Isaiah 55:8-9 (KJV)
So many people want to do what makes sense when in reality a lot of our blessings in obedience require us to take leaps and do things that don’t make sense and possibly make us look a little crazy at times. People want to be and do what they think is great. Instead of loving their neighbors, they’re coveting after their neighbors. People want to be or do what looks and sounds good. Instead of respecting a person, they’re respecting a title. But we need to forget about those worldly things that don’t matter start finally chasing, or re-chasing those eternal things of true substance.
If then you have been raised with Christ [to a new life, thus sharing His resurrection from the dead], aim at and seek the [rich, eternal treasures] that are above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. And set your minds and keep them set on what is above (the higher things), not on the things that are on the earth. – Colossians 3:1-2 (AMP)
We have to deepen our relationship with the Lord so that we can find our true identities through Him. So that we’ll know who we are and in turn how to be. So that when all in this world is stripped away, ha…not our identity. I’m so sick of seeing a whole bunch of “turn up” copycats *rolls eyes*…have a seat already!
But yes, I was going to talk about my relationship with my mom…
Mother/Daughter relationships are so beautifully intricate. So delicate like lace or something. They go through ups and downs in milliseconds. There’s battles between respect and assertion and assist and diversion. So complex. Figuratively speaking, I think the Lord definitely hand washes them cold and hangs them carefully to dry.
Since my move back to the West Coast, I’ve really enjoyed the growth and transformation I’ve experienced in my relationship with my entire family, but my mother especially. I believe every Mother/Daughter relationship suddenly hits this “Freaky Friday” growth point where the daughter, now a mature, adult woman with her own life experiences, comes to this realization that her mom, who she for decades was thought of as this flawless, invincible superhero, is in actuality not *gasp*, in fact, she is just like her daughter who has become just like her mother, a mature, adult woman with her own life experiences. This place of truth does something great (and rightfully so) and God does something greater as the relationship accepts and adapts to it accordingly. We love and respect each other way more these days. It’s so refreshing for me to see my superhero mom without her cape quoting Tamar Braxton saying things like, “You tried it!” and “Getcho life!” haha…oh goodness. She’s truly my best friend. I can’t wait to bless her with early retirement and a trip to Italy.
The other night I hugged her and rested on her chest for a good while; because I could. When I did, I heard and felt her heartbeat, and it was like hearing an old, favorite song. At that very moment a tear fell and I thanked God that my mom was alive and that I was too. That we were here for this and the best is yet to come. Now that, my friends is what I call Carpe diem.