First, happy Mother’s Day to all of the moms out there. This is my third Mother’s Day and it has been wonderful so far. I look forward to so many more. Second, I’d like to share a short personal story. This is my first Mother’s Day spent away from my mom and grandmother. Though I feel very loved by my own boys, it’s tough not being able to hug the two most important women in my life. This morning was our second time visiting a new church. We are already feeling very welcomed there and enjoy it very much. We sat toward the middle of the sanctuary this week instead of at the rear like last week. When the pastor asked all the mothers to stand to be recognized, some nearby women took notice of the sweetly sleeping baby that I held and they gushed over him. As we sang during the offering, an old woman appearing in her late 80s crossed the church, came over to us, and gave Jesse and I a warm hug. I didn’t think I’d remember the smell of my great-grandmother’s perfume. She passed away almost four years ago. I miss her so very...
