She was in her mid twenties when the bottom threaten to drop out, but on a serious note, I don't think that she thought it to be that serious. After all, how could it be? She was beautiful, gifted, active, married with children, and madly in love with Jesus. A little tired, but who wasn't. She was "good," at least that's what she told herself and others for years.
Even as she checked in and out of the hospital almost weekly, she held true to her stance that "all is well" while continuing her busy lifestyle of consistently serving (that can be good) while seeking to always please others (that's not so good), to the detriment of her own self care.
It eventually caught up with her, as it will you and I, that's if we don't have an "ear to hear."
So, the year was 1980, January 25th to be exact. It was a cold, wet and windy day ... both inside and out. I can still feel the chill on my shoulders as I write today from a humid Central Florida in July.
At the ripe age of 39 years she was gone. Her transition from the "land of the dying" to a place where there's no need for doctors, hospitals, insulin or people pleasing, left me, a lonely, confused, hurt and angry young lady.
She was my mother, a pastor's wife, the daughter of a control freak, a chronic diabetic, and I love and miss her more than all the words on all the pages of all the books in all the world can describe.
Had momma been living today, she would be celebrating her 75th birthday. Sooooo, I have decided to celebrate my momma's life and legacy by sharing with you a few lessons learned in hopes that you too will be helped.
Lessons Learned from Momma's Lfe
1. Seek to please God and Him only, and hope yall are OK with that. If not, "Oh Well."
2. Say NO often without explaining.
3. Work smart and play harder. Fleshed out, to effectively handle my workload, I need the minimum of 3 "vacations" annually.
4. Eat better than I think I can afford to. Sacrifice other things to make that happen.
5. Let folk handle their own business, recognizing that there is a God and I ain't Him.
6. Walk several miles, the minimum of 4 times weekly.
7. And last but certainly not least, just BE who God has made me to BE. Often reminding myself of who I am and Whose I am.
I am Earline Blumhagen, the daughter of the late Rev. Louis F. Holmes and the late Arlie Pearl Holmes, the wife of Jon A. Blumhagen, the mother of Reggie, Melisha and Torin ... a Mess Ministry fleshed out.
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