Mama, Addressing City Life Church, Tampa, Florida |
That's what I've always called my wonderful mother; Mama. She is so specially gifted. She will reach 92 years of age in March. She has retained her beauty so well that when we are out together and Frances is not with me, she has often been mistaken for my wife. However, on Wednesday night, walking from her apartment over to the church (less than 100 yards) she fell flat on her face and ended up in the emergency room at our local hospital. I was at my church when I received the call and went to the ER immediately after our service. Stayed there until the doctor finally came (after four hours) and started the two stiches in her lip. Yesterday, she was up, smiling the best she could, and worrying about the fact that she could not see because the eyeglasses cannot be repaired before next week. I went to the drugstore and bought her a new pair of 3.25 reading glasses which she says help her a lot.
Interestingly - I had sung a song she taught me that she had learned as a child. Here are the words:
I Don’t Want To
Some men chew their cud – they say it’s oh so good
They urge me the same to do
But this is my reply – as I pass them by
I don’t want to!
CHORUS:
Cause Jesus took the want to outta me a long long
time ago
The pleasures of this world – don’t charm me any
more
So this is my reply – as I pass them by
I don’t want to!
Some women powder and paint – to look like what they
ain’t
They’ll urge you the same to do
So make this your reply – As you pass them by
I don’t want to!
Some men cuss and smoke – tell lots of smutty jokes
They urge me the same to do
But this is my reply – As I pass them by
I don’t want to!
Some men drink their wine – they say it’s oh so fine
They urge me the same to do
But this is my reply – As I pass them by
I don’t want to!
Some won’t pay their tithes – they say it’s just not
wise
They urge me the same to do
But this is my reply – As I pass them by
(Since I got saved) I JUST WANT TO!
Once, I was at a meeting with Mom and we were browsing through books in the bookstore when a preacher friend whom I had known for years approached. I had been away in Africa for about five years and we had not seen each other during that time. He said, "Oh, Bro. Fred, I was so sorry to hear about Sis. Frances. Is this your new wife?" Boy, did Mama beam! More recently I took her for a doctor's appointment and the young receptionist asked mother how old she was because she could not believe she was reading the date on her chart correctly. When Mother said, "I'm 89." I chimed in and said, "Don't you think we look pretty good to be in our 80s and 90s?" To which the young lady replied, "Well, I believe you...but your wife just doesn't look old enough to be 89!" Those moments are really good for one's ego. Yeah. Right.
Ugh! That looks like it would hurt. |
Well - here we are with the picture I took yesterday morning. Looks like the famous "morning after" to me. Don't ya think? But don't worry. She'll be back looking good as new in a couple weeks - or is that months?