Happy Birthday, Mommy!

    She is woman from whom grace and mercy flow out of because she has been filled to brim with them. She washes, feeds, and teaches all her children whether or not they are still at home. Her left arm is stronger than her right arm from years of holding babies and toddlers. She rarely ever paints her nails because it never stays on long in the dishwater. Seeing her read her Bible in the morning, getting her strength from her Heavenly Father, is a picture of peace. She has a laughter that starts at her toes, revs up in her soul and then bursts through her lips. She is a mother figure to all who love her. She is Deboo to some, Deborah to her friends, Momma Debbie to many, and Mommy to me. She walks me to my car as I head out for school and asks how she can pray for me that day. Just like the woman is Proverbs 31, my daddy praises my mommy. She is woman who “acts justly, loves mercy, and walks humbly with her God.” Micah 6:8 With a clean sink at 6:30 in the evening, she shows my daddy, in just a small way, how much she loves him. That is where he likes to wash his hands when he comes in from work so she has it prepared for him. My mother is a beautiful woman. She is a woman who serves people with her soul. She is woman that is mothering orphans. But because of her love and obedience to her heavenly Father, they are no longer orphans. 

I am blessed in a colossal amount to have this woman as my mommy! 

Thank you, Lord, for bringing her into the world on this day! Thank you for making her my mommy!

I love you, Mommy! I hope you have had a wonderful birthday!