ANNOUNCEMENTS
Mission Trip Silent
Auction Begins online on May 9th. You can go to www.hansenauctiongroup.com/auctions/detail/bw63343 Auction runs till May 19th at 6 pm.
Adopt-A-Highway May 15 at
8 am. All are welcome as we do our part to clean up
Hwy 170. Please wear pants and bring work gloves.
Graduate Recognition Sunday is Sunday, May 23rd, at
the 9 am worship service.
Ultimate Crew! Wednesday, May 26th, 3:30 pm till 5:00 pm for
all 3rd-6th graders. Snacks, games,
music, and more! All your favorite
things about the Crew!
Wednesday Worship moves to
6:30 pm starting in June.
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MUSINGS FROM PASTOR BRAD
Today is Mother’s Day, a day in
which we celebrate our mothers or mother like figures in our lives. It is a day
in which families get together, loving kids go to church with their Mom, where
wonderful buffets are consumed, flowers and cards are given, and the mother and
mother-like figures in our lives are rightly honored, celebrated, and
appreciated.
I must admit, however, that
Mother’s Day is not necessarily a day of joy for me. It isn’t because I didn’t love my Mom. My Mom was awesome and she did has an impact
on me daily. Same is true for my
mother-in-law Carol, who was the best mother-in-law a guy could ask for. One of the reasons Mother’s Day isn’t as
joyful as it could be is because these two amazing women are no longer here and
Mother’s Day reminds me how much I miss them.
I always think of those I know who have lost their Mom and how this
holiday can be difficult. But if I’m
being honest, for the past 28 years, which is much longer than my Mom has been
gone, Mother’s Day has always had a veneer of sadness.
May 8th, 1993 was
the day before Mother’s Day. It also
happened to be the day of my junior prom.
That morning, I headed to the hospital to see my Dad who was there
having received a terminal cancer diagnosis.
I came to spend a few hours with him, talk sports, tell him about the
baseball game from the night before, and then go home and get ready for prom. It had been a couple of days since I had seen
him and I was not prepared for what I would encounter. My Dad was yellow. Yellow, due to the jaundice that was setting
in as the cancer had spread to his liver from his pancreas. He was incredibly weak. I mean, weak. I had never really seen my Dad weak, this
tower of strength I had known my whole life, and it really shook me. Even worse, he couldn’t really talk or make
sense. There was already fluid coming to
his lungs from the cancer and he was breathing heavy and not making much
sense. After about 20 minutes or so, I
just couldn’t take it. I was going to
lose it and I didn’t want to cry in front of my Dad, so I said by and left the
room.
As I walked down the hall, I
could hear him trying to call to me, and to my shame I was ignoring it. I was almost at the elevator when I nurse
grabbed me and told me to go back in there.
At that time, tears were already coming for while in that room I finally
knew the truth: my Dad wasn’t coming back from this. He was going to die. I composed myself and went back into the
room. My Dad looked at me in the eye and
with a lot of effort, got out the following words: “Did you get your Mom a
Mother’s Day card?” That is what he
urgently wanted to tell me. Did I get my
Mom a Mother’s Day card. I said I had
and he relaxed and I left. 48 hours he
would be dead.
So the last words my Dad ever
said to me what whether I got my Mom a Mother’s Day card. We would find in his drawer after he died
Mother’s Day and birthday cards for my Mom (whose birthday was on May 5th). Ever since then, I can’t separate that moment
from Mother’s Day. It will always have a
twinge of sadness. It will always be
difficult, even when my Mom was alive.
Yet, in that moment, I realized that my Dad was giving me my last lesson,
teaching me one last thing. Life is
about caring for the people you love. It
is about putting them first and not yourself.
I believe that my Dad knew his time was very short. Even though he fought to the end, I think he
knew. And he wanted to make sure to
remind me that you need to care for the others in your life. That they come first.
So Mother’s Day always has
sadness attached to it for me. I hope on
Mother’s Day you will do two things. I
hope that you will give thanks for your mother and for the mother like figures
in your life, past and present. I will
remember my Mom, my mother-in-law, my grandmothers, the Mom’s I’ve had in the
congregation that have passed like Lois Oakland and Mary Slind and those who
still take care of me. I also hope that
you will send a prayer for those who will be hurting on this day. For those that are grieving or who maybe
didn’t have positive mother figures in their lives. Most importantly, I hope that you will
remember to care for those you love, not just on the holidays, but every day,
and living as best you can to our Savior’s command to love one another. May God bless you today and always.
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