Devotional: Turning Praise To Praise~To G O D Be The Glory!

I Peter 5:5

Likewise, ye younger, submit yourselves unto the elder. Yea, all of you be subject one to another, and be clothed with humility: for God resisteth the proud, and giveth grace to the humble.


Although she has bee gone from this world since 2005, she passed along her testimony of faith and hope in Jesus Christ as her Lord and Savior to all she encountered.

Mom had a precious, gentle and quiet spirit.  She was soft-spoken but a strong, courageous woman of God.

I was a young girl in the 70’s, so that was a time when the “hippie” mentality was still a  fresh, lingering social ill.

Raised to say “yes ma’am” or “no sir”, anything short of that would have gotten me a swat on the bottom along with a lecture on respect

My mom had a friend whose daughter is my age.  She would call my mom “Kay” just like her mother did.  Although it irritated her, she never corrected the friend, nor her daughter. I gasped every time I heard Donna say it,  fully expecting  my mom to put an end to that foolishness but she never did. 

When I asked her, Mom said that it was HER responsibility to see that I was respectful.  Although I was uncomfortable with the girl calling Mom by her first name,I remembered what she said, her duty was to instruct me, not concern herself with the behavior of others.

Unlike Mom, when my children were young (even now), I strike issue with being called by anything less than “Mrs. Carter”, “Mrs. Beth” or “teacher”, whatever the situation dictates at the time. 

 Mom seemed to never get the respect I thought she was due. To keep busy after Daddy died, she worked as a teacher’s aide in daycare or volunteered at various places, always appearing to be looked over or through as though she wasn’t there.

I saw that from the other side when I was a nanny.  The mother of my charges instructed us not to even LOOK at those  who were doing maintenance or collecting money for Salvation Army, for instance.  “Don’t make eye contact or speak to ‘those people’ because they are not the ‘same’ as us,” she would say in all sincerity, unfortunately.  They, she let us know, existed to serve us (no mistype), not for us to associate with personally. She, needless to say, would have been the type to ignore my mom ( and oh, of course, Jesus, being that He came to SERVE), as she darted from place to place in her self-absorbed world, teaching her children the importance of separating and elevating themselves above others. We need to pray for those who earnestly hold fast to such tragic ideas.

God sees and He knows.  Those  are two of many lessons mom taught me.  She was less concerned about getting acknowledged than giving God the glory!  What can I say, some kind of special!  I was blessed beyond measure to have been raised by  such a  tremendous, godly woman!

PRAYER

Thank You, Father
For those of us who were raised
In loving, stable homes

It is so difficult for us to imagine another way of life
Although we realize that some children are raised
In horrible situations
Under the most dreadful circumstances

Please speak into the lives of those children this day
Please offer them peace only You can
That one day it won’t be like that any longer
That  they can find strength and safety in You
Regardless of their living situation

We give You praise for loving, godly parents
For safe and secure homes
Please let us pass that along from generation to generation
Please let those who do not have it now
Be able to rise and be possibly the first in many generations to follow
Your will and ways
Walking steadfastly in obedience to You
Proving that where we are is not where we must stay!

In the Name of Jesus 
Who breaks bonds
Who sets captives free
We pray
Amen!

songs

(I can still hear Mom’s sweet little voice singing these songs and so many more, lifting up her precious heart and hands up to the Father as she sang praises to Him.  I cannot imagine the pure Paradise she is in now, not only in the presence of her King, but giving Him glory bowed before His Throne!)

Spirit of the Living God

Let the Weak Say I Am Strong

To God Be The Glory


credits: FATHER GOD, JESUS ,HOLY SPIRIT, SCRIPTURE
Encouraging words from family and friends
Opportunity and ability to share the Word of God
The Lord God Almighty for knitting me in the womb and giving my mom the desire to have a baby at 42 years old.
The incredible blessing of having such a godly mom who prayed with and for me.



About voicevessel bwc

First, and most importantly, I love Jesus Christ and I trust in Him as my Lord and Savior. I was raised in a Christian home by a godly dad and mom (who planned and had me in July before turning 42 in August), and 5 older siblings. My father passed away when I was 7 and my mother (who went to be with the Lord in 2005 at 81) never remarried. As a child, I was bullied at school, so I did not have many friends. I didn't want to tell my mom this because I knew she had enough worry being a widow at 50. I know what it is like to be lonely. As an adult, God showed me the value of His Friendship and has blessed me, too, with rich relationships with dear friends who also love the Lord. My husband and I (married 31 years as of 2020), have three wonderful, adult children and son-in-law as well as three darling grandchildren. Along with many others, my husband lost his job, but we refuse to be fearful or angry. The Lord has provided for us and we are so thankful for the opportunity to express gratitude through personal contact and occasional memories I share through writing. I believe the Lord has given me a venue to engage with others and a means to share His Word. Thank you for checking out my page. I hope you enjoy what you read. If there is anything positive or insightful in the devotionals (NOT CALLING MY WRITING "INSPIRED" by any means!), I give all credit and glory to Jesus Christ! On the other side of that, when something makes no sense, that's all me
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