My generations are of peaceful women, filled with God's grace and love. Christian women whose lives revealed each one's character in integrity. Role models who lived what they 'preached'.
This is my mother, Joyce Latta. She was a lady in every sense of the word. She has gone on to heaven now and her life is missed by thousands across the world. Quietly she imprinted love and mercy on the lives of every person she met. Served countless nationalities at her table as a missionary's wife. Greatly loved by everyone.
She was a good mother when I was a child, serving her four children in the bush of Liberia West Africa, and also in the war of Rhodesia which became Zimbabwe. She was brave in the face of total sacrifice and always kept a smile on her face day and night. Greatly admired by everyone.
I remember her voice as in singing as she worked. Always songs of praise or she played music in the house often. Creative and musical she played an accordion in many nations and gave away many of her personal accordions to preachers around the world. My Dad was the preacher and she was the quiet preacher's wife.... standing in the background but deeply affecting every person with her loving ministry of care for each life that came to them. Greatly needed by everyone.
Everyone who ever met her, could feel that she loved them. Her smile.... her touch.... her attentiveness to their conversations..... her prayers.... her ability to have compassion ..... her food.... her poems.... her beauty... her sweetness and charm. All were touched by her personality. Not because she was a preacher, because she would say that she was not. Not because she was a teacher, she would say she was not. But it was her love that drew many to see her. She greatly impacted everyone.
She's my mother. The bookend of my life that I'm proud to say she was my mother. In God's mercy He allowed me to be the one to usher her into Glory. It was amazing to experience her homegoing to Heaven. This Mother's Day 2020, she has been gone 3 years. Everybody still loves her. Still.
Happy Mother's Day to my Mother..... a priceless jewel to the world and to me. Now I'm the next generation..... what legacy will I leave behind me? It's a sobering thought to me......
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