If It’s Monday, It’s Mama
B is for Beneloventia and Betty…..
Life changes at the foot of the Cross…..
Life is forever altered at the foot of a beloved Papaw’s
grave…….may all those lessons you have learned this past week as you celebrate
the life of your precious Papaw be put on fire in your heart and in your spirit
and in your life.
As we enter our fourth year of “If It’s Monday, It’s Mama”,
I decided to start each week’s blog with a letter of the alphabet, so this is Week
“B”. By year’s end, we will have gone
through the alphabet two times.
B is for Benevolentia and Betty (Mamaw)
Benevolentia is Latin for kindness
and benevolence, which is what you witnessed among your family this weekend as
you laid to rest your 85 year old Papaw. When one is drawn to the foot of another’s
grave, in the lives of most people, grace for one another replaces all that
which is opposite of grace. unLove
becomes LOVE, unForgiveness becomes FORGIVENESS, unCharity becomes Charity for
one another. And, those who embraced
Him, act on this.
Beneloventia…..Goodwill…..Endearment
You were blessed to witness
these things this weekend as you lay your Papaw James McKenzie to rest. Little kindnesses and generosities…..warmer
hugs…..people reaching out who had not before. All in the name of family and all in honor of
Papaw.
I challenge you…..don’t let your
Benevolentia stop now that the flowers cover the grave of your Papaw and life
has moved to the first and second and third…..sixth day after his going home.
Keep alive that sweetness and
tenderness you felt as you were honoring him.
Don’t wait for others to lead you.
And, share it with others.
You became a woman the day you laid your Papaw in the
ground just as your brothers became men.
Be womanly and Godly in your
life as you move forward…..in honor of your Papaw and in HIS name….
Did you know that Betty is the
feminine diminutive for Elizabeth ? So, you and your Mamaw Betty are connected
via your names….and, I think that is why you have always had a special place in
her heart as “her sweetie girl” and as Papaw’s “my girl.”
Mamaw is on a road she has not
traveled before. She has watched her
sisters journey alone but it is different when you take to the path on your
own.
And, while she is one of the
strongest women I know, I am touched by how you have reached out to her during
your Papaw’s passing. You did a good job
trying to get to see her over the holidays, standing up to your employer in
insisting you have Thanksgiving off so you would be with them and then again
battling for Christmas to be with Grammy and Poppy.
Precious are the things you and
Mamaw have shared this past week….little memory gifts from God bonding
granddaughter to grandmother all the rest of the days of your life and teaching
you all along the way how to be a good grandmother when it becomes your time.
I know you cherish sleeping those first two nights with your Mamaw, listening to her speak of Papaw and
other sacred Mamaw/Granddaughter things, some of which you have shared and some
of which you hold close to your heart, as you should.
I am grateful for the late night
calls you are making to your Mamaw when you know she is alone and lost…those
hours alone before bedtime where she would
normally spend time with Papaw.
Hearing your laughter as you speak to her is precious music to my
ears. Keep it up…..keep calling and
sharing and loving…..
It will be a gift you treasure
always…..these moments with your grandparents….all of them.
I love you, Daughter. I love everything about you. Your sweet spirit, your Godly heart, even your
times of weak humanity because I can see you striving to do better, to persist,
to grow.
THAT is what life is about….growing….striving
with one another and being kind and compassionate and loving to one another
through the journey.
Benevolentia.
Blessings,
ILYAOYMC,
Mama
PS. This week's Monday became Tuesday because I journed to Paintsville to pay respects to your Papaw and visit your little brother, Joseph and to pray. It was the bitter-sweetest journey ever. Thanks for your support.
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