God has been so deliberate in sending me an encouraging word every day. Many of these moments have been delivered through my mama, my ultimate encourager. She called me yesterday morning. This is how the conversation went:
Mama: Hey, did you go to church this morning?
Me: No...remember, I went last night.
Mama: Oh that's right. Well, did you watch Charles Stanley?
Me: Nope. Me and LuLu slept in.
Mama: Well I did, and I never watch Charles Stanley, but I wanted to tell you what he said.
She then proceeded to give me the words I so desperately needed at that moment. I became teary eyed in a good way.
And then there are times I get an encouraging word that goes like this:
After saying something particularly insightful, my mama says:
"You know Jenilee, you give the best advice....PAUSE...But you ain't worth a damn when it comes to taking it."
We both died laughing. Because it is so true! It reminded me of the bumper sticker from my old Meredith College days: You can always tell an angel (school mascot), but you can't tell her much!" That's when I thought I was the stuff. And her words made me realize how much pride and unbelief is still there. My walk wasn't matching my talk.
Today's encouraging word from my mom came through a text:
"There is a plan being worked out for you. God is doing the working out. Be filled with thanksgiving."
That's one special woman. I love her so.