Like Trees Beside Streams of Water
Across four decades of ministry, I met some downright amazing mothers — mothers by birth, mother’s by adoption, spiritual mothers who never had children of their own but whose friendship nurtured others in the faith. I remembered one of them when I read the lectionary Psalm for next Sunday:
They are like trees
planted by streams of water,
which yield their fruit in its season,
and their leaves do not wither.
In all that they do, they prosper. (Psalm 1:3)
Her name was Elizabeth. She was “Ibs” to some, “Gager” to many. It was the name bestowed on her by her grandchildren; the name by which her strength, laughter, wisdom and faith were passed on to her children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and to the wide circle of their friends. She drew all of us into her life as if we had been born there.
She died at 94, after a long, difficult decline that robbed her, and all of us, of the beauty and vitality of her life. When her grandson posted the news on Facebook, he called her the “hero” who “taught us to love strongly and to meet the world with curiosity and an open mind.”
I will never forget standing with her, her daughter-in-law and her young grandsons beside the hospital bed where we prayed and said goodbye to her 39-year-old son before they turned off the machines and let him go. Leaving their mother behind, Gager and I went outside with the boys, sat down under an old oak tree and with an inner strength that still blows my mind, she laid aside her own grief and focused all of her energy on the boys who would face life without the son she loved, the father they adored, and friend for whom I will always give thanks.
Gager’s Last Gift
Her last gift to me came by surprise. Going through her desk, they found something I had written years before for the church newsletter. It was my own reflection on Psalm 1. A handwritten note said she wanted it to be included in her memorial service. With gratitude for my mother and the women like Gager who have mothered my faith across the years, pass it on to you.
always reaching higher into the sky.
that can hold its own when a hurricane blows in from the Gulf.
be a gift of life to others.