She is Clothed with Strength and Dignity

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She is Clothed with Strength and Dignity

When I was in the first grade, my sweet and kind hearted teacher (Miss Angela) suddenly became very ill, and took the rest of the school year off. Two days into her absence, a substitute took her place, and everything Miss Angela was, Mrs Rodriguez wasn’t.

Mrs. Rodriguez’ arrival pushed this already introverted child into complete despair.

She demanded daily recitation in front of the class. She openly ridiculed anyone in her way, and absolutely forbid bathroom breaks. In fact if anyone had the audacity to ask, she ensured that student didn’t take a break until the end of the day.

I was terrified.

So much so, that one day, in fear of her wrath, and despite the urgency, I didn’t ask for a restroom break; and the inevitable happened. I was ridiculed not by my classmates, but by her.

My mother was outraged. She walked me to class the following day, and spoke to Mrs. Rodriguez.

I remember thinking there was no way she would ever get away with confronting Mrs. Rodriguez. However at the end of their conversation, they shook hands, with small smiles on their faces.

She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue.

That’s when I knew: 

Mom can do anything. And I want to be just like her. 

I can honestly say, this statement remains true today. She can do anything, and I long to be like her.

Earlier this month, I was asked if I was interested in participating in a 5th commandment celebration; and when I thought about it, I realized I’ve spent a lot of time talking about being a mom, but not enough time honoring mine. This post, may not be as popular, or as well versed as others, however it is meant to be more personal than the rest.

Exodus 20:12 says:

Honor your father and your mother, that your days may be long upon the land which the Lord your God is giving you.

She is clothed with strength and dignity.

Truer words could not be spoken about anyone else in my eyes.

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My sisters and I were raised by a single mother, who was also raised by a single mother. Mom worked as many as four jobs at a time. She often went without, so that my sisters and I could have just enough. When in our childish selfishness, we asked for more, she gently helped us understand it was all she could afford.

She taught us humility, compassion, and hard work.

Despite incredible odds, she emigrated to a foreign country, with three daughters, a single suitcase and no money in her pockets. Despite even greater odds, she bought her first home, and became a business owner.

Mom can do anything. And I want to be just like her. 

Honor her for all that her hands have done, and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.

Today, she is mother to four daughters, two sons-in-law, and abuelita to twelve grandchildren. All of whom look to her for wisdom, guidance, unconditional love, and support.

I love you mom. I still want to one day grow up, and be just like you. 


Today, I’m partnering with Tammy from Grandma Mary Martha and Sarah from Broken & Contrite Hearts, who are honoring their parents, by sharing a little from their hearts.

 

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