Friday, May 7, 2021

She Called it “Visitation”

I don’t know why, but I seemed to be the one that my mother took with her on long outings, or as Baptist’s would say “visitation”.

You remember those don’t you? Places your parents would drag you to while you waited in the car for an hour or more believing that she would be right out like she said.   How would she possibly know the time without a watch … and who are these people she’s visiting anyway?

Maybe you can relate to some of this when you were a kid with desires of spending afternoons doing something else – anything else?  Imaging days on end in these situations with the only visits you have in mind are those of people your own age dropping by unannounced asking if you were free to go with them to a mall or fast-food place.  Those days never happened, at least not in my world.

Put your imagination cap on and picture all the times you sat alone quietly in someone’s living room so you wouldn’t overhear the grown up’s conversation that was going on in the kitchen?  You know you heard every word, but never confessed it to Mom. 

Then there's that "older couple" she visited where you balanced a cup of tea on your lap while holding a piece of cake on a napkin in your other hand. You listened as the gentleman played the piano, while his wife proudly showed off photographs of her family from the last 50 years. 

After several visits you’ve learned the technique of balancing food and plates successfully, and even offer to serve or retrieve something from the kitchen to escape the reappearance of the family albums.  What else was there to do … you already used the rest room twice!  

When my husband and I were discussing this, the only rational reason I could come up with as to why I was a favored tag-a-long with Mom is because of my split sessions schedule in high school.  Besides there wasn't anyone else available in the afternoons for visiting the sick, elderly, lonely, depressed or widower on those weekly outings as she shared the gospel message of Christ.

As time went by, I didn't seem to mind those afternoon visits and began wondering who was on the list for that week.  Unbeknownst to me, it was like I was in prep school resigned to learn what would become my future counseling careen and ministry.

I can remember time after time when I’d get home from school and enter the house with the most glorious smells of her cooking.  Sometimes Mom would make her fabulous roast with all the trimmings, and then we would take it to someone else while we ate fish sticks for dinner that night. What was that all about?  Those meal lessons would become a staple in my own home years later, when I learned what feeding the hungry and ministering to the hurting really meant.

Over the course of my teen years, I had many adventures with mother.  Some weren’t always to places I really wanted to go and I’d object in my own sort of way, to no avail.   In the end, with my attitude in check, off we’d go to yet another thing I didn’t quite understand.

Protesting in Washington D.C. against abortion was one of those things. What did I know about it then? Thinking back on all the events over the years, I would love to go on those outings one more time with a new outlook of the many, many hours spent with her, and this time soak in all that she was demonstrating as a child of God.  

Everyplace Mother visited she made friends, good friends.  Little did I realize that every time I went with Mom, she was planting seeds of compassion, love, mercy and favor into everyone she encountered, while demonstrating what it meant to be called the “Righteousness of God through Christ Jesus.”

“She opens her mouth with wisdom,
And on her tongue is the law of kindness.”
Proverbs 31:26 NKJV

If my mother were here right now, she would invite you over for coffee or tea, pastries and good fellowship sitting around the kitchen table. When the time came to an end, walking to the entrance Mom would compel you to return, leaving the door open for you to accept her salvation invitation to receive Christ as Savior and come back for a visit soon.

I’d like to do as she taught me … will you go on what she called a “visitation” mission to share the message of salvation through Jesus Christ?  You don’t even have to leave your house, but invite someone to this site where they can learn about the favor of God through becoming a child of God’s.

"Remember me, O Lord, with the favor You have toward Your people.
Oh visit me with Your salvation. (Psalm 106:4 NKJV)

Let me leave you with this word of wisdom as encouragement.  The next time your mother or any older woman of God for that matter, decides that she wants you to tag-a-long on her little "visitations" for the Lord ... just smile and say yes!  Be glad she chose you to favor for the outing, because there will come a time when you'll miss being asked!

Happy Mother's (and Woman's) Day Ladies!  With love we honor you!

Until next time, I pray God visits you with His glorious salvation favor.

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