- credit Glora Gaither's "Love Song To My Life" blog
"I am thinking of my mother these days before Mother’s Day. There are no words to express my gratitude for her: her bright and questing mind, her compassionate heart, her sassy way of arguing with the world, the way she thought there was no end to my and my sister’s potential. She taught us to love God and the world he made. She showed us how to live our lives outward on a daily basis. She was a warrior on her knees and would (and did!) fight the devil himself for our souls. I received this letter from her in the early 70s, and I wanted to share it with you."
Dear Gloria, Bill, and children,
It is good to be alive and see the fast-moving panorama of history being made in our world. We are living in explosive and important days. But...
We are full of self-praise of our unheard-of achievements, and lazy with our luxurious conveniences. We have paid a dear price for progress, and have been robbed in the process of sacred beauties, smells, and sounds that only the wind in the pines can suggest. The tantalizing memories of common things are drowned out by the metallic clicking of computers and the static radio interference of electric fences. Our speed and world-wide communications are marred by smog and antenna, which pollute our air and mark up our sky-lines. We strive to take a walk around the earth in endless space, and miss the joy of a simple walk around our gardens with a small child, the real wonder of the universe!
Yes, we accept these marvels with gratitude, but I am glad I have lived to see some other things, to feel the down-to-earth blessings of little pleasures, to hear the sounds of different springs and to smell the aromas associated with a much less complex life. I am glad I have lived to remember:
A man plowing with a walking plow and a team of horses, his lines tied around his waist, and his dog following quietly behind him... READ MORE