Dear Mom, I have been thinking about you, a lot today. I have been thinking about how much I love you.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

My Parents… were married on April 11th, 1945 in Bakers Mills NY USA

Dear Mom,

I have been thinking about you, a lot today.

I have been thinking about how much I love you.

I have been thinking about you, a lot today. I have been thinking about how much I love you. I know that in so many of my past letters to you, I have written about you and to you as my childhood mother. True enough though that be, my childhood has long since stayed behind me, as I have wandered far and beyond. I am now aware of my own aging and though I still think and feel as a young man, I often find myself reminiscing those precious days of family-life in my delightful childhood, with affection and appreciation. And I often say, out loud, “Mom, I love you!” God ordained you for me, and no other would have been the best for me as you have always been. You lovingly prepared me for the life I would be required to live in obedience to HIS call and ministry.

In all relationships “a propos” you, “Mother Dear”, the signs of our aging, both yours and mine impress upon me an awareness of those passing years and their undeniable influences upon us both since my birth from your young womb and the launch from your budding home. From then to this day through my many miles, months, moons, maps, mountains, ministries, monuments and memories these many years later your rich thick motherly influence envelopes me, embracing me. I have been thinking about you a lot today. I have been thinking about how much I love you. I love you, Mom. But today, not as a little kid, not as a child or a teen, but as the old man at the age I am, I love you! I live conscious of your life, instruction, influence and righteous persuasion.

My life is like the proverbial snowball and grows new layers with all of life’s influences, privileges, successes, failures, births and deaths and all in our context of relationships, whether in old or new places, with old or new ideas and with accumulations of the stuff of old and new things. While I am pondering my loving thoughts of you today, Mother, and thinking about you at this moment, Mom, I possess heart-delight and peaceful conviction of the love of life that we share and that saturates our beings, because we have each other, you and me, yes and you and each of your children, family, friends and neighbors.

Nothing of the past is ever lost, is it? All of the present daily worths appends onto us! Our life’s worth waxes and our futures propel us forward. Should, could and would it be possible to share every detail with you of our lives it would create a book that would daily grow and evolve in exponential magnitude requiring of you, life-times to read and digest all that happens to each of us, your children, and in-law children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

Not even supposing that you would desire such an accounting, but allowing the existence of that voluminous book, its contents to be distilled down into its essences and those precipitous thoughts would summarize each of the sources and would solidify the fundamental statements of your precious faith, life and influence. I am living what you have lived.

Suffice it then to say in summary, that we all have gotten to our stations of life, as you have, one day at a time and as for you, so for us, we are living in love, we are wrestling with difficult questions begging answers, we are handling intricate problems requiring solutions, we are finding insistent needs necessitating provision. All of us are now as you were, at each age we are at on any given instant. We are learning and confirming your life of faith, hope and love.

Like ship’s sails, the textured fabric of this life billows full and thrusts our life-ships forward with God’s gracious hand providing as for you so now for us, in these oceans of life. What has proven right, good and lovely, and there full and ready and steady at the precise moments of the demands of this life come God’s answers, solutions, and provisions, which are never late, never abate, never wane and never exhaust, but come just before desperation, defeat, confusion and death, demanding the exercising our full faith, our committed love and our sincere obedience. And as you have faithfully remained in constant prayer for all of yours, vigilant in the precept and example of HIS Word and stable in your life, your influence, encourages, and blesses me and everyone, yes even here and now today while I am a long way away from you, you are near to me. Today I selfishly think of me and my love for you and what you are to me!

So as it has been for you in your life as I observe, so it has been for me in my life compared to yours, and for each succeeding generation, substantiating, establishing and convincing proofs that our God reigns, that His promises are real and true, and that each new distinctive sunrise with a unique sunset, like storms and seasons none the same but all similar, begin endure and pass on to the next all in succession, so in advances of life history and record our confidence and faith grows, our hearts and lives become increasingly peaceful and His security encourages us.

Mom, I love you. I love you.

Your Duaine

En Theos, En Agape, (In dynamic Godly enthusiasm and in fervent Christian love, I salute you!)

Duaine Allen