Steve, When I heard that your Mom had passed on, I searched your site for a picture of the way I remember her. This one was pretty close.
I first met her in the fall of 1969. She was one of the first speakers at the evening devotionals in McCloud Hall at York. She spoke about family. She told us about a time she got too busy and was late getting a gift mailed off to her mom at the right time. I can't remember the ocassion now, birthday, holiday. Your grandmother fell ill after that. Your mom rushed home. Grandma passed on. And then the gift arrived in the mail. The moral of the story was - for your own sake never be late telling someone you love them.
That night we stood in line to get to the one phone (there were no cell phones) on each floor to call home and tell our mothers we loved them.
Your mother has inspired me through the last 40 years to never be afraid to say "I love you", to never put it off and to always cherish the time that is given.
What would be the motive for your sister-in-law ridiculing a gorgeous nurse who is making goo-goo eyes at you?
Devotional Thoughts
On this site is a series of more than two thousand devotional messages I have written during the past eight years. Many of these thoughts center around daily life as a teacher and coach. The archives are below. You can search topics by typing in a word/phrase in the space next to the orangeB in the left hand corner and clickSEARCH BLOG. The website for the book I wrote (What Then Is This Child Going To Be? Lessons From The Classroom) ishttp://www.hawleybooks.com/. There are also a number of my devotionals in audio form. Go to the hawleybooks link, clickTHE AUTHOR, and there you are!
I'm a Bible teacher and basketball coach at Westbury Christian School in Houston. The Lord has blessed me to be able to do mission work in Haiti and Honduras. In the summer of 2010, I made my second trip to China, working in a rural orphanage in Hunan Province. The past four summers, I have done mission work in Can Tho, Vietnam.
2 comments:
Wow, Steve! Tears filled my eyes when I saw this picture. It's the way I remember your Mom and Dad.
Steve, When I heard that your Mom had passed on, I searched your site for a picture of the way I remember her. This one was pretty close.
I first met her in the fall of 1969. She was one of the first speakers at the evening devotionals in McCloud Hall at York. She spoke about family. She told us about a time she got too busy and was late getting a gift mailed off to her mom at the right time. I can't remember the ocassion now, birthday, holiday. Your grandmother fell ill after that. Your mom rushed home. Grandma passed on. And then the gift arrived in the mail. The moral of the story was - for your own sake never be late telling someone you love them.
That night we stood in line to get to the one phone (there were no cell phones) on each floor to call home and tell our mothers we loved them.
Your mother has inspired me through the last 40 years to never be afraid to say "I love you", to never put it off and to always cherish the time that is given.
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