Her Story: Mom, Will Time Pass?

I met Lisa Cleary at Mtn. View Elementary School and one of the first things I noticed about her was her beautiful smile. And I soon learned behind that smile was a quiet kindness that came from a deep love for Jesus and her family. I am grateful to God for the blessing of Lisa, a friend, and a Sister-in-Christ.


In Her Own Words...


As I drove around the hospital to the entrance to pick up my mother and while waiting in line I looked

at her there in the wheelchair, her body frail with hints of gray in her hair, her hands wrinkled. The same hands that held me when I was little, no longer look young. I looked at her as tears rolled down my face.

My mind quickly went back to the smell of fresh green beans cooking and a pan full of homemade biscuits. The smell of clean bed sheets after they hung on the clothes line all day in the spring air.

To the long summer days of playing all day and Mom would have to call us in before it was dark. The times she read to me out of the big red Bible Stories for Kids book and the long sleepless nights she would hold me when I was sick. I thought back at all the times she was always on her feet cooking, cleaning, and taking care of me and my brother.


My mother was always there and always gave her sound advice and dried our tears. A Christian lady who taught us to love and live life to the fullest, but to always put Jesus first into everything we did. And the times she took care of all the children in her daycare, and the long nights where she would be up doing laundry and dishes.


The years have certainly passed by and the same soft, smooth hand that use to hold mine, I now hold which is wrinkled and frail.

Time sure does make a difference in us all.


I recall those words in my mind that I asked mom so many times,"Mommie will time pass?" I remember those words so vivid in my mind as I look back on my early childhood years. I remember how I felt so lonely and scared as my Mom would walk me from the car to the door that entered the school building. My Mom's hand felt so warm, strong, and caring and I did not want to let go. With each passing step as we inched closer to the door my heart pumping faster, and faster with tears streaming down my cheeks. My Mom in her gentle voice would kneel down to wipe my tears and say, "Honey do not worry, time will soon pass and then before you know it I will be back to pick you up."


Every morning while getting ready for school, I would ask her as we got ready to leave, "Mommie will time pass?" She would always answer, yes sweetie the day will be gone before you know it.

Time sure has passed, as I look at my own children growing up so quickly. It seems like yesterday that I brought them home from the hospital with the long sleepless nights of nursing and changing diapers.

Now they only have a few more years of school left and will be taller than me one day. I long for the new baby smell and rocking them to sleep... If only I had one more night with them as babies, but time has stolen that from me.


I look at both my parents and see the wrinkles of love, sweat, and tears and as time goes by the more feeble they become. Time sure has passed and has made a change in us all. Now our roles as children have changed into caring and holding the hands of our parents. Taking care of them just like they took care of me. I would not change that in any way and I am so glad to be able to take care of them and hold their hand.


To Everything There is a Season

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 KJV


To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;

A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.


We all go through life wishing it away. As a young child, wishing to be 16, then 20 and before you know it you are 40 and you have no idea where those years went. We wish for Friday (payday) to come faster, we wish our own life away....


Life is short and full of trouble and heartbreak but also life is full of joy and love. I think Jesus wants us to take time to enjoy each day, and to enjoy the good things in life. He wants us to enjoy time with family and friends and to spend each day in peace and happiness.


Joy and happiness is found along life's way, not at the end of the road.


Take more time to read your Bible, spend time with your children, visit your parents, and grandparents, take that needed vacation. Do not wait until tomorrow, take time daily to do the things you love. Enjoy those moments and take the long roads sometimes, because like Mom once told me "time will pass."


James 4:14 KJV, Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life?

It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.


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