Mother's Day In Georgia
The story of "Making Pancakes" reminds me of Mothers Day
in Georgia in 1970.
I had just retired from the Air Force and was in
Milledgeville attending Georgia, College.
That Mothers Day Sunday, my family and I were at Molesville
Baptist Church waiting for the Preacher to begin when I looked
around noticing our 12-year-old son was absent. My wife and I
looked at each other with questioning eyes, thinking he was
probably outside playing with his friends.
Ten or fifteen minutes later the choir was singing and still
no son. Thirty minutes later the preacher was well into his
sermon and still no son. I knew in my heart of hearts the only
thing wrong was his priorities, which as soon as we came
face-to-face again, I would direct him into knowing what
was important and what was not important.
Since we only lived about a block from the church, all
through the sermon I was thinking he had gone home to
watch television. I knew when I found him, he would not
either be able to sit down for a week or be interested in
As soon as the preacher said the benediction and without
staying to shake hands with fellow worshippers, my wife and
I rushed for the door and on our way home. With anger building
with every step I took toward the house, I imagined what I
would say and what I would do as soon as we found him.
With all that tension and anxiety building, can you imagine
our surprise when we walked into the house and found him
sitting on the sofa waiting for us with a smile. I was just
about to let it all out, when without saying a word he stood,
took his mother by the hand, and led her into the kitchen.
There before us was a beautiful table of food spread our
twelve-year-old son had prepared for my wife as his Mothers
Day gift for his mom with his smile as garnishing for the meal.
Later, we learned he left immediately after Sunday School
to rush home to have it prepared for his Mom when she
returned after preaching.
Isn't this the way God is sometimes. We look at our
circumstances and stand wonder at how bad we think things are.
Then, when we see God's outcome, we can only bow our humble
heads in amazement at how things turned out for our good
and His glory!
[ Lawrence Brotherton -- from 'Aiken Drum' (Aiken@AikensLaughs.com) ]
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