In an effort to be fully transparent, I must admit that I am struggling to find the words to share with you today. I have been sitting with my computer for the last two hours, moving from location to location around my home, in hopes that a change of scenery will bring fresh inspiration to mind and breathe new life into my fingers. Unfortunately, the only thing that the move from the couch to the table to the bed to the other table and back to the chair has brought me is more frustration and even less inspiration!
If you know me at all, you know the one thing I am never short on is words! However, there is a first for everything… I guess. But, maybe today, instead of sharing with you a thousand or two, carefully crafted words of mine, maybe you are like me and maybe today, just one word will suffice.
It is more than just a word, it is a name. A name that carries with it so many meanings and personifies the words Love, Strength, Selflessness, Encouragement, Sacrifice, Giving, & Grace (to just name a few). This name evokes deep emotions that sometimes words fail to sufficiently capture and sometimes the mere attempt is in vain. This name has very few letters and is simple to say; yet, nothing about the responsibilities, privileges, joys or sorrows that come along with this title are easy. The journey associated with this name carries with it volumes of sacred moments; Mt. Kilimanjaro highs and personal hell lows, that stir your soul, crush your heart, delight your mind, infuse your heart with an indescribable joy and will challenge you in ways that you could never imagine possible.
Have you been able to guess the one word…the name…the title…?
Today, that one special word for me is MOM.
I humbly come to you today with few words, no real wisdom or necessary life application. Rather, I approach you today with a simple invitation and a very personal prayer request. On January 26, 2014 at the young and vibrant age of 57, my Mom was diagnosed with one of the deadliest and most aggressive forms of brain cancer called a Glioblastoma brain tumor. Our world changed in an instant. From the very beginning we had a choice; to live each day, fight like our lives depended on it (and they literally did) and not let “cancer” define our story or we could cower down in fear and merely just survive for whatever time remained.
As a family, we chose life in Christ.
We chose moments over minutes, we chose to live, not merely just survive. We chose love over fear, purpose over pain. We chose HOPE over despair and we chose to put our faith in the Lord, who is the Author and the Perfector of our life and faith. We were not going to be defined by the medical statistics. We were going to run the race set before us with HOPE, purpose and endurance.
Forty months later, by the miraculous healing and grace of our Lord and Savior, my Mom is still able to be my mom and Nannie to my two children.
In honor of Mother’s Day and National Brain Tumor Awareness Month, would you join me in praying for my Mom, Debbie, and all of the other mothers out there who are either personally battling brain cancer or who is caregiver to someone fighting this monster disease. As a daughter, mother and caregiver myself, I can personally attest to the power and saving grace of prayer. I cannot think of a better way to honor and celebrate the special women in your life this Mother’s Day than with a commitment to fervently lifting them up to our Lord in daily prayer.
Instead of spending dollars on the perfect store bought gift, spend your time creating moments with the women you love. Rather than picking out the most eloquently written Hallmark card on the shelves, pick up a piece of paper and something to write with and pen the words of your own heart and echoes of your soul. Give the gift of prayer, time, encouragement, affirmation and love this month and make this Mother’s Day a treasured moment in your life legacy and those of the women you love.
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