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A special Mothers' Day remembered

Posted: May 15, 2012 9:29 a.m.
Updated: May 16, 2012 5:00 a.m.

Mothers' Day has become very special to me. Not that this should detract from every Mothers' Day, this one was quite different. I think when one loses their mother to Father Time, that special day becomes an important event. At least that is what it has become that to me.

I wrote to your readers a few Mothers' Days ago about how I was touched by a train whistle on Mothers' Day. It occurred while I was visiting my mother's grave at Quaker Cemetery. This past Mothers’ Day I was touched again. Not by a train whistle. I was touch by her voice. Some people will say that I am crazy. Some people will identify with what I am writing. Needless to say, her voice was loud and clear.

It occurred during the morning worship service at Lyttleton Street United Methodist Church in Camden. As a member of the Chancel Choir, I was singing to the rafters when I heard her voice. Mother loved to sing. She could play the organ and piano by ear. She had memorized practically the whole Methodist Hymnal due to a loss of eyesight to Macular Degeneration. At first I thought I was imagining that I heard her voice. Then I concentrated on its sound and there was no mistake. Spiritually, she was there. Standing in her usual spot, her spirit was soaring in song. It took my breath away with joy.

I contemplated, "What a wonderful Mothers' Day." Here was the spirit of my mother giving instead of receiving. Then again, those who knew her would not be surprised to hear of such. My sisters are also members of the Chancel Choir. Mother left us before she could witness all of her children in the choir together. I am sure her eternal spirit is filled with joy that her love of church and song is … all in the family.


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