Thursday, May 27, 2010

What's Your Mother Taught You?




"Little girl, what's your name?" Lucy freezes and stares at the photographer. It's the Mother/Daughter Tea in Craig's farmland hometown.

"Olive Rose," Lulie says. She blinks wide eyes and buries her face in my lap. The baby squirms. Lulie calls herself Olive now. She calls the baby Olive too. Out there on the green grass a photographer in fancy black snaps photos.


Farm wives and daughters, mothers and grandmothers, great-grandmothers, fill the small church in the small town; wheat fields spread in each direction. Long tables and chairs, bouquets and fine silver, and potluck food, good food, sunlight streams in the windows. We sit and chatter on in the ocean of women. Jane eats fried chicken and Lulie tries to lick chocolate frosting off her fingers and face.

Later I sit in a front pew. A gaggle of girls sings for us. Lulie tries to run off stage.

Then, everyone eyes the basket full of chapsticks, prizes. A woman with pink cheeks asks, "What's something your mother taught you?"

The girls jostle and giggle. One girl blurts, "To plant flowers," and picks a chapstick from the basket.

"To make cookies," says another.

"To obey right away," it's Janie's cousin.

One by one, they file off stage. Jane fidgets and watches the woman. "What about you? What's your mother taught you?" It's the last two girls. The woman looks right at Janie.


















"To love people," Janie says.

"To love people," the lady with pink cheeks repeats. She hands Jane a chapstick.

There in the pew, I catch my breath. To love people. Love. People.

Later Craig's gramma wins Woman of the Year. 95 years old and she smiles like a girl of 18. All the while my heart is racing, to love people. To. Love. People. My imperfections swallowed up in grace.

11 comments:

Heather said...

I ADORE this post! The good stuff outweighs the bad (we hope and pray) and sometimes our children reveal that for us. Yay!

Bon said...

Oh this made me cry. I love it Bethany. There is nothing more important. What a beautiful mama, what a beautiful family...

Lori said...

You made me teary too! This post sounds like the start of a great book. I want more!

That picture of Jane looks so similar to the one of you on the blog. She's got your heart, too.

Have a great weekend!

Goat said...

WOW. You don't TELL children to love people, you SHOW THEM how to love people. She saw it. Wow.

Ben and Rachelle said...

Your writing is phenemonal! I felt like I was sitting right next to you eating my own piece of chicken and licking frosting off of my fingers! You sure know how to make all of your followers become teary eyed! Great post.

Melissa said...

What Goat said.

(And she should know.)

Mo & Barbi said...

yeah, this post was a definite tearjerker...
You are a great example of Christ's love, and your kids see that! How wonderful!!!

Dana said...

I love you Bethany. You brought tears to my eyes. How rich I am. I'm proud of you and Craig, and the job you're doing with your family. Mom and I read this in the Steelhead. I had to finish it on my own because I couldn't cifer your blubbering mother.

Adina said...

Definitely a moment to treasure up in your heart. It will ward off flaming arrows.

Olson Family said...

Yep. What all the others said. Tears and a runny nose here. Oh Bethany! You've taught ME to love people, too!

You are a treasure to me!

Audra said...

Oh sweet. Did that moment just bring tears to your eyes?