I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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About oneta hayes
ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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“I see myself as lacking much, but amazingly my sons treat me as if I’m one of the best!”
Thank you for putting it so perfectly, my friend. Happy Mothers day!
Thank you. And a Happy Mother’s Day to you also. I don’t know whether or not you are a mother, but If you are I bet you know what I meant by that statement.
I’m mother to 4 men, so you betcha I get it. 😊💗
😀 You’re a lucky sort to have twice my blessing. I only have two.
Oneta, beautifully written. It’s so nice that you have such memories of your mother. I could have been with my mother the night she died; but as I explain (you may remember) in my first book, I did not want to think of her as dead. I wanted to think of her as having gone somewhere for a while. Well, anyway, that’s how I felt at the time. I guess I could say that Secrets Revisited is a tribute to her sacrifices although they were of a different nature than those of your mother. But we both had the “best mother,” didn’t we?
Thankfully, yes, they each seem to be what we each needed. No cookie-cutter mother can be the best for each child. Thanks, Judy.
Wonderful memory a lesson Learned in death. Reminded me of my mothers death. I was with her the whole evening, she would call out, “Mother I’m coming, I’ll be there soon.” She than feel asleep peacefully. I went home to get some rest, and go back. I couldn’t stop thinking about what she said, my Mom loved the blessed Mother, always prayed to her for help or solace. Was it her she was calling out to? I would like to think so. Shortly after I came home I received the call she had passed. For a moment I felt guilty I wasn’t with her, when I felt touched and that guilt had been lifted. She taught to have faith in the end. Happy Mother’s Day.
Sounds beautiful. There is certainly a victory won by the Christian’s death, however much we do not want to release one to death. Thanks for your comment. Your mother sounds like a hardy and faithful child of God.
Thank you Oneta! That was a beautiful, painful, honest and very truthful tribute—your life is now her gift—and what a grand gift that is!
Thank you, Julie. “Your life is now her gift” – a beautiful thought. She and I could share some deep things now that I’ve “smartened” up enough to appreciate them. 😀
What a truthful and wonderful post Oneta. Thank you very much. On Mother’s Day it is like a prayerful inspiration for us all to leave behind such a legacy. Dying with the certainty of Christ’s forgiveness and blood covering must be the most enduring of all things a Mother who loves deeply can leave to others. The Gift of Faith from generation to generation. We must all live and keep on learning the depths of Christ’s Love to us to pass on. Blessings!
I am very concerned with the fear that our younger generations are not armed to deal with the Satanic attacks coming on Christians now. But God is still in control and Jesus’ blood has not lost its power to save. Thanks for the comment.
Oneta, this is absolutely beautiful! What a wonderful tribute to your mother. And wow, what a fabulous way to die. God bless you!
Thank you, Dee. I believe she felt like she had fulfilled her mission.
Very nice.belated happy mother’s day
Hope your week-end was pleasant also. And thank you.