Ummm....not sure. Jeff has that list, not me. If not, she needs to right away. I know that 20 people have paid the fifty dollars so far, so that's a great group.

So if she hasn't paid, it's not too late? Can she get it in Sunday if she hasn't already? Who is Jeff? Does she know him?

My MOM went to be with the Lord in 1994. She was a faithful saint of God. She was a praying woman, always ready to go to church until the dreadful disease of Alzheimer's made her unable to do so. She was faithful until the end always teaching sunday school and leading singing in our home church. She was a great lady who taught her children well, always living what she taught. Even though she has been gone all these years I still miss her and love her very much.

Thanks OP for starting this thread.

I don't think I have spoken much of my blessed mother in any of these forums but I want to give honor to her memory now.

If there was anything that my mother can be remembered for more than anything else is her PRAYING.

Gladys Strange could hit her knees and have heaven in an earthquake in nothing flat. The woman knew how to jar the throne of God and get an answer. She was also a fasting woman. I once saw her go on a 21 day fast with nothing but water, praying all day long for a dead church that had little hope. Before her fasting was over, the church was inundated with souls praying through to a lively hope.

In the days before I was born, people were so modest that they would not talk openly of private things as they do today. Mother was already "heavy with child," (me) and I was due to be born shortly. However, my mother went privately to her mother and secretly confided in her that she had not felt me move in her. Grandmother Pugh assured her that since she was so close to delivery time that I should be moving about.

With heaviness of heart, mother went behind the corncrib to pray. It was not long before she had knocked a big hole in the clouds. The power of God began streaming down out of glory. She said that the last thing that she remembered was a big ball of fire came together in the heaven and swept down upon her and completely engulfed her. This happened to her three times.

Mother was very athletic. She said that when she finally came to herself, she was springing high into the air. Finally after that, she felt something going on inside of her. She said that I was leaping, jumping, kicking and carrying on until she almost could not stand it anymore.

I often wondered if it were possible for anyone could receive the Holy Ghost in their mother womb. I can testify that when I spoke in tongues for the first time, at the age of seven, I felt no differently than I had always felt all of my life.

I bless the memory of my sainted mother who now waits for me just beyond the veil. It is her prayers that kept me secure with a covering all of my life. I am never discouraged. I am never depressed. I am never cast down. I am never in doubt. It is because of the strength of a godly, holy, praying mother than transfered into me the strength, confidence and boldness that is born of heaven. She gave it to me.

A woman said to me not long ago, "When you walked out on the platform, I never saw anyone who carried themself with such a powerful air of confidence." My thoughts immediately went to my mother. She had it. She had it. She had it. I am only the recipeint of her bold godliness.

I think that I need to post the testimony of how God raised this great woman of faith from a bed that the doctors said she would never rise up from. It has been a blessing to many people.

Happy mother's day, OP and all of you on this forum. You are blessed to have had a mother that walked with the same God that Abraham walked with.

My mother was a gentle, loving, caring lady. She never let me down. She was the best. I miss her terribly!

Here is the tribute I put together for Mothers Day Last Year.

I will post right after this the poem I wrote for her that I read at her funeral.....

I will not enjoy tonight........I have to get ready to preach my second Mothers Day without Mom and I dread it........


A Tribute to My Mother by Pastor James Renfro Jr.:

Today will be the forty-third time that I have been in the House of the Lord to celebrate Mother’s Day. For forty-two of those forty-three years I have been able to walk down the hall, pick up the phone or make the drive and tell my mother Happy Mother’s Day. Today however it is different, this afternoon I will make the drive of a little over an hour and go to the peaceful place where my mother waits for the eastern sky to split and the trumpet of the Lord to sound. We will cry and we will remember.

What do I remember most? The thing that I remember most is my mother. Now I realize that this may not be the answer that you look for, but see when I say I remember my mother I am really saying that I remember The grip of the hand while we are in prayer, I can feel it now. The rod of correction, it seems that I can still feel it at times. The courage to face up to failure and when others would turn their back and run and hide, I watched as my Mother stood and looked the powers of hell and their intimidating force right square in the eye and then back them down with the help of the Lord. The way she laughed when she would remember the same thing that was funny years ago, she still had that humor in her life.

That list can go on for a little while, but when you say Mother to me, these are the things that I remember.

Thanks Mom for being a great mother, Nanna and friend to this family. We miss you everyday and especially today. WiT we will see you again.

Rest on Mom, you earned it.

Jimbo

JR,

Too cool!

Thanks for sharing both of those with us. I tried to find the tears pouring out smilie........

What can one say, Tina......this is truly one of the most unselfish examples of love I have ever heard.

What I learned from my Mother!
 

This is a piece I wrote for the Atlanta Journal-Constitution and was printed in todays (Saturdays) Edition.

What's the most important thing you learned from your mother?

The most important thing I learned from my mother is prayer. My mother has been a praying woman all my life. Some of my earliest memories are of my mother praying. She prayed at home, at church, in the car and everywhere we went. It was like she was always ready to pray, no matter where she was.

She used to embarrass me in our little church because when we prayed, everybody prayed out loud and at the same time. She was the loudest of all (at least I thought so). There were many times that I wanted to crawl under my seat because of her loud praying. Down through the years, when I find myself in a crisis or having a problem I cannot fix myself, I begin to pray - and many times I find myself - praying just like my Godly Praying Mother.

Another thing I learned from my mother is a love for the Word of God. Her Bible was always worn. She continues to study her lessons on Saturday night to teach her Sunday School class on Sunday morning. She taught me how to study the Bible and to pray.

My mother has always been a Godly example of what a Christian should be. She is kind, considerate, always thinking of others. She was my inspiration to enter the ministry at a young age. My mother did not just tell me how to live, she showed me by example a Godly Christian life.

Bishop W. Wayne Pugh - Church Alive of Atlanta, Senior Pastor

In Memory of My Mother! (12/4/04)

I posted this on the "Mother of Zion" thread - she taught Jr. High SS for over 40 years. Prayed for me everyday and loved me unconditionally! I miss her.

http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f1...aig/Mother.jpg

What Kind of Mother Do/Did You Have?
 

Bro.IAintMovin,

While you are at it, you might check out the "What Mother's Day Means

To Me" thread also. You will see one of your Dad's members' mothers

there. I know because she was my mother too! He's the eldest son and

I am the eldest daughter. We all remain close because when we see her

again, we want to all see her together, with Dad.

Your mother was a special lady. We enjoyed her and your dad's times

with us at our family gatherings. Lots of fun. I saw you at her funeral

but didn't remember seeing you before.

Blessings,

Falla39

My mother has seven children. I am the oldest child and her only daughter.

As far back as I can remember, I remember my parents giving and serving. When they didn't have it to give and when they were tired and worn in body, they gave and served anyway.

Mom taught SS for many years when I was growing up, but her 'call to fame' in this state was that she founded and directed the Jr. Choir.

At a church anniversary many years ago, they had a choir reunion. Many of the members are no longer in Church, but they came from all over to sing and honor my mom.

I represented everyone and introduced my mother, saying, "If any of us can sing today...if we know anything about harmony and blending with other voices, it's because of the training we received from mom."

My mother and I did not have the best relationship in my youth. However, I am thankful for allowing us to get to the place where we are today.

I love her greatly...

Mothers in Zion...
 

Sis. Barb,

The highlighted part of your post is the most important. Thank God for His

mercy and grace to each of us!!

Blessings,

Falla39