Friday, March 24, 2023. I was getting my coffee this morning and saw the mug I gave Jeff at Christmas sitting there; the one with the picture of him with his arm over his mom’s shoulders standing in front of the Sound in the Outer Banks. I thought how much I miss her hugs. She gave the best hugs. She truly was a mom to me. She filled in all of the places that my mom had left behind when we lost her. She gave me attention, and I think that’s the greatest gift anyone can give. It’s what we all crave. We had such a special relationship. She made all of us feel that way, but it was true. She formed a special and unique relationship with each of us. One that made each of us feel like her favorite. And I think we all were. Because she had such a big heart and so much love to give, we could all be favorites.
As I was thinking about this, it dawned on me that that’s what makes our relationship with Jesus so special. The attention and the love for each of us that’s unique to our relationship with Him. Each one of us is His favorite. Each one of us gets His undivided attention. Being a Christian means we’re all striving to be more like Him, and though Mom was a flawed human being like the rest of us, when it came to love and attention, she set a high bar. Thank you, Jesus, for her example in my life. Help me to keep reaching for that bar. Amen.
