May is the month we celebrate Mother’s Day and a time for reflection. My mother’s name was Maude Hawkins Lawless. She was born July 26, 1919 and died September 16, 2003. Mom’s parents were Lee and Crouch Routt and three siblings who were Susan Routt Cruse, James B. Routt, and living – Edyth Routtt West who just celebrated her 90th birthday.
Mom grew up on a farm and lived on a farm all of her life. She married William N. Hawkins, a farmer, and had three children with him. My sisters are Sue Ann Breeze and Carolyn H. Denton and I’m the youngest of the three. I can remember being in the kitchen with mom whenever she was cooking and enjoyed participating in the preparation of food. Like Howard Nichols, my mom made the best homemade rolls and biscuits. Whenever she had some left over dough, I would roll it out into a flat piece, crimp the edges all around and put bits of butter on the dough and sprinkle with brown sugar. Popped that baby in the oven for a few minutes until the butter had melted and the brown sugar caramelized. Yum, yum!
Mother had many talents and one of those was her ability to play the piano by ear. I remember growing up hearing her play the piano whenever she had a free moment. I especially remember her playing the piano loudly whenever I didn’t get up from bed…that was her way of saying, “Get Up Now!!!” She would fill in for the pianist at church whenever asked. Of course, it would need to be a hymn that she was familiar with since she didn’t read music.
One of life’s lessons mom taught me was written on a plaque at the top of our stairs. “What you are speaks so loud I can’t hear what you say.” She would remind me from time to time that I was “Getting too big for my britches!” If I didn’t behave as she expected, then I knew a form of discipline would be meted out by a “peach tree” limb. The punishment stung for a while but I inevitably knew it was for my good and that mom really did love me to the best of her ability.
I believe mom was most proud of me when I told her that God had called me into the ministry. You see, mom was brought up in the church and was a strong lady of faith. She would always encourage me to be involved in the church and would send notes and cards with scripture included. That was her way of reminding me that she loved me.
Perhaps you had a similar upbringing and can recall those anecdotal moments with your mom. If your mom is living today, be sure to let her know how much you love her and appreciate all that she has done to make you who you are today. Should your mom have passed on to glory, recall those fond memories of her and give God thanks for those special memories. And for you who are moms today, may God bless you as you strive to be the best mom for your family. God please bless all of our mothers past, present, and those yet to be. Amen.