My mother was such a blessing to our family and to the world. She waited on so many things in her life, but she grew more courageous and strong by the waiting. “Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart. Wait, I say, on the Lord.” (Psalm 27:14) Even in death, my mother’s courage and strength have continued to guide my voice, hands, feet, heart, and eyes.
Her love of life and all of God’s blessings surrounded us as a family. She made our home a place of peace and understanding, a place where we loved and cared for each other. Even today, I am still “my mother’s child.” I feel her hand on my shoulder in those special times when she should be there with me. I hope that I have imparted her same kind of love to my family and my students. God is in us and all around us; home is where my heart will always be. Love, acceptance, faith in God, and direction for my life were given unconditionally to me by the most courageous, Christian woman I’ve ever known.
Although her life had been filled with storms, she was the rainbow that brought life back into the world and made it happier. She would lend a helping hand, speak a kind, encouraging word, or bake a cherry pie to bring a smile to someone in need. In the spirit of her Christian faith, my mother tried to do good wherever and whenever she could to help others find peace and love.
My mother’s love, grace, compassion, and faith decorated the very fabric of my soul. I would not be the person I am today without her courage, strength, and wisdom. She was my friend, my voice, and now, my guardian angel. As my little boat has weathered storms, I have always heard her sweet voice say, “Be still and know that I am.” (Psalm 46:10) When I am troubled by worldly decisions, I remember what her life taught me. “All things are possible with God.” (Matthew 19:26) My heart yearns for you, Mother; rest in peace.
Anna Hartt
