Saturday, December 22, 2007

Merry Christmas, Mom

Today I would like to give my mom the ultimate Christmas gift.

I'd like to tell the world wide web that she is really wise, and all this time she was right.

You see, as I learn more about the environment and how much mess and trash we are all creating ...

and I realize how I grew up during the time of consumerism as a way of breathing, and I took pride in being wasteful and making everything disposable ...

I have discovered that my mom is a genius.

She is the Queen of reducing, reusing and recycling. Granted, it was born out of a need for necessity, to raise three kids on a small church pastor's salary. It was born from a childhood survived by frugality and taking pride in never wasting ... anything. Yet, it was a lifestyle of pride in getting every ounce of life out of every single thing.

As I try to use less, and teach my children to think about every single thing that might possibly go in the trash can, it hasn't been all that difficult. Every time I bump into a problem, I remember something my mother did, or some ingenious way that she maintained that reducing, reusing and recycling momentum.

Merry Christmas, Mom. More than anything you ever bought me (except, maybe, for the Magical Musical Thing that you literally kept alive for more than twenty years), I thank you for all that you taught me each time we used a dish towel instead of a napkin, or washed out plastic bags, or hung clothes out to dry, or never filled the bathtub more than an inch or two ...

I thank you and the earth thanks you.

Do you hear me world? My mother is a genius.



7 comments:

Analisa said...

That's a lovely gift to your mom. Think I'll give the same one to my dad this year. ;)

Leann said...

Yep, my Dad is a genius, too! I love how you blog... and all that you have to say.

The really cool thing is finding out you are turning into that parent... I go through my home turning off lights and I refuse to use paper plates and cups. I make the kids do chores... *gasp* even when their friends don't have to... I recycle and reuse and reduce more all the time. I don't hire it done if I can do it myself and I try to give back, ALL things my Dad has taught me. Yep, I am turning into my dad and maybe someday I will be a genius, too, when I get to 70 and my kids finally see the light that, "hey, they knew what they were talking about, too". LOL

Merry Christmas to you and your family...

Much Love,
~Leann

pickayarn said...

I wanted to say hi and Merry Christmas to you and your family, I stalk your blog weekly, so I thought I might just say something for once:) Happy Holidays, keep up the good work. You are doing a good thing for your family, and the world in general (by sharing your opinions on a lot of subjects that most people dont think twice about) You know the old saying? It takes one person to make a world of a difference........

Summer said...

Awww, what a wonderful gift. :D

QueenTracy said...

I, too, am a blog stalker. *giggle* Actually I was turned on to your blog by a mutual friend..Kelly i think...anyway...just wanted to say I had a Magical Musical Thing and it totally rocked.

Wish I had one now!

Mom said...

Hey, Girl,
I am finally getting online and was able to see your blog. All I can say is "thanks". I am so glad you saw the good in things growing up. Times were hard in serving in smaller membership churches, but I was always amazed at how God came through with small and large blessings that put food on the table when money ran out before the end of the month came. Don't we serve an awesome God!!!!!
We are waiting on God now to show us His special guidance as the New Year comes. I have to admit I have cried some over your Dad's job being eliminated at our convention, but God is still on the throne as always. Whether we go back into the pastorate, into a Director of Missions position, or doing contract work for offices at our convention, your Dad will continue to minister with a servant's heart. We are still seeing God's hand in so many things.
I have to ask your forgiveness, though, for I have sinned. I used paper plates for several of the meals while your brothers and their families were here for Christmas. You may have to rewrite your comments on me.
You are loved,
Mom

Christine said...

Well, you're going to hell for sure. :)~