My mother used to say, God is going to pay you back in spades for how you have treated me. I used to think, wow that sounds so old school. Wheresoever did you come up with that? My response to everything contrary was, "I need not worry, when I grow up I am going to have a maid." Funny thing is, fast forward 35 years, I have become my mother. All those things I rebuked, I now honor. As heartbreaking as it sounds, momma was not around to see it through. Momma is in heaven, looking down saying, "I told you so..... and oh, where is that maid you spoke about so often?"
This post is about following the breadcrumbs that have been laid out for us to follow. Breadcrumbs almost without fail are laid in love and preparation. I ignored so many. For example my mother used to BEG me to watch her cook. She was one awesome cook too from down south. I used to rebuke her requests, but I was the first one to pull up to the table when it was finished. My daughter was her revenge. Can't get her in the kitchen with me to save my life. The only words she wants to hear are "dinner!"
I know so much more now but I can't rewind time. If momma were here I would sit at her feet and lay my head in her lap. "I am sorry momma. You tried your best in every way imaginable. I messed up by not listening with both ears."
I have never had a maid but sho nuff would love one more day with momma. All in, both ears.