I Have Two Moms
May 10, 2013
Many of you know that I was a foster child. When I was a kid, I had never met my father and then my mother died when I was five years old. My two sisters and I were passed around a bit in the “system.” It wasn’t so fun. for that story see this blog: http://www.westsideinfo.com/rwt-blog-24708
Then, just before I turned eight, a family with 5 kids of their own took my two sisters and me into their home. My new mother’s name was Gerrie. She is my mother to this day. Thanks mom for all that you did for us kids, I appreciate your sacrifice, your effort, your hatred of injustice, your love for the Lord and your example of a pastor’s wife who always gave to others without expecting a return. Heck, you even taught me how to make macaroni ‘n cheese and how to bake a cake. Thank you . . . although you didn’t birth me – you always treated me as one of your own. I am and will forever be grateful to you. Happy Mother’s Day!
As a kid, in my new foster home, my two sisters and I asked Jesus to be Lord of our lives as soon as we understood the Gospel. One of our first questions after that was:
“Will we see our mother in heaven?”
Because they didn’t know our mother our new parents could only say: “We’re sorry but, we really don’t know if she received Christ or not.”
Well, one day a couple of years later my older sister Cindy received a trunk full of our mother’s belongings. (Don’t ask me why it took so long – but I couldn’t have recalled this next scene if I was still only five.) I remember Cindy coming out of the bedroom with a small Gideon New Testament in her hand expressing her joy and excitement in what had been written by our mother on the inside back cover.
In the back of that little Bible was printed what is known as “The Sinner’s Prayer” and underneath our mother had signed and dated in her own handwriting “On this day I received Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior.” We cried . . .
I don’t know if that grabs you but it certainly does me - some fifty-plus years later. You see, I will once again see the woman that gave me birth. I remember many lessons she taught me as a child and I will be able to say thanks.
Yes, we will be overwhelmed by God’s glory and goodness. We will worship Him forever. We will also be able to finally meet “this great cloud of witnesses” the writer in Hebrews describes. I can’t wait for it all!
So, thanks mom. Thanks for who you were, how you protected me, how you taught me, and how you loved me. You knew you were dying and you stayed with us as a “normal” mother to the very end. I’m looking forward to seeing you again. And while we’re being all mushy and stuff . . . I just want to say that I’m sorry for:
· stealing those cough drops at the drug store,
· beating up on my big sisters with my rubber knife while pretending to be Peter Pan
· declaring war with Timmy and Joey on that little lady in the park
· doing that “science experiment thing” with Susan and Cindy’s pet turtles
· stopping up all the sinks, turning on all the faucets, and locking you out of the quickly flooding house
· not wearing my shoes and stepping on those five rusty nails at once – I still remember the pain on your face . . .
· feeding my cold split pea soup to the dog and telling you I was “all finished”
· and most of all, that unkind thing I said to you the day before you went to the hospital for the last time
· sorry . . .
Happy Mother’s Day mom . . .
Thanks friends for letting me share. Please do something out of the ordinary for your mom this weekend. If your mom is not around anymore, find a way to honor her. The Bible says to “honor your father and mother” – it doesn’t say “until you’re 18” or “while they’re living” or “if they’re perfect” – it simply says: “Honor Your Father and Mother.” Let’s do that, what d’ya say?
Love you all,
Honor your father and your mother, as the LORD your God has commanded you, so that you may live long and so that you may prosper.
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Even though it didn't always feel like it - how privileged you were to have had 2 Moms that loved you so much. You were and are an awesome son! So glad to know you get to see your birth mother again some day. Blessings!
Thank you for honoring Mom as you always have Steve. She has blessed us in so many ways and loved us no matter what. Mom it is such a blessing to have you living with me and Nancy now. I love you, Paul
Steve, your post was touching in so many ways! As an adoptive mom myself I loved seeing you recognize you had two moms that both loved you so much. Gerrie did a wonderful job of reminding you that you were her son, even though you didn't come from her biologically! Your last encounter with your birth mom sounds like it ended on a sad note and I can only imagine carrying that around with you for the last 50 years. But I am sure that you witnessed as a parent yourself that even when your kids say unkind things to you, your love for them never changes and you know that they didn't mean it. Your mom knew that as well! Such a sweet surprise for you to find she had accepted Jesus and that you will see her again one day. Thanks for sharing!
You were a mischievous little tyke! But look at you now--you've made both of your mothers proud, as well as your earthly father and your Heavenly Father.
Our amazing God who sent His Son to die for us and who orchestrates around situations, tragedy and circumstances for everyone in the world because of His love for us. The question is: will the world receive this love and salvation as Steve did at 8 years old? We gotta tell 'em!
As a new Father. I now know how much mothers do for their children! So much more than I had ever realized in the past. Their love and devotion toward us is inspiring and deserves so much gratitude!! Thank you Mom for being there for me always. Doing everything in your power to keep me safe and for teaching me valuable life lessons!! I love you so much! I am so excited for Jenna to experience her first Mother's Day! I am so proud of her!! You are doing a fantastic job being a mommy, and I love you sooo much! :-)
Great blog Steve, Especially liked the confessions of your childhood antics!