I talked to my mom last night, and she will either have surgery in her leg or the doctor will have to amputate the leg. As people age, we know events will happen. Yet I am very downcast over this situation. Watching a loved one got worse is harder than I thought it would be. Even though you know it will eventually happen, the impact is greater than I imagined. I wish all the orphans could have a mother like mine. I owe my salvation to my mother. Even though we had stopped going to church, just before my senor year in high school we decided to go church shopping. I landed in a church in which Pastor Ray spoke the truth. I heard the good news of Jesus and accepted Christ as my Lord and Savior. When I was at a decision point about going to the mission field or college, she encouraged me to go overseas. That direction dramatically changed my life. My mom was the catalyst for my Sveta. How differnet the world would be if all mothers cared for their children.
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