Yes, you are right, never would have thought I just did honor my mother till her death. When my mother was dying, (which I did not thought she was, I was just a clueless high school student) I tried to do things for her I never thought I would while my father went somewhere to fitch someone to help my mother (which was not right, ‘cause trusting a mere human than trusting God. I forgot what the English translation of the title of said person but she was definitely not a doctor, but more of a supernatural or something.)
“You will be happy when I die,” she always says when I was so stubborn.
And she was right. I did smirked. And it was not right. I became a Christian months after her death.
“Your mother was a sacrificial lamb,” my uncle recently after 3 years, “she died for us bringing the gospel to the people.” He was right. The house we lived before (only me and mother), we were surrounded by heathens and so-called Christians who are yet saved and have not understood the gospel. So when she died, my uncle lived there and started pioneering, and still is.
I said, kinda, “She died but we will wait for what awaits.”
And my uncle and his family happened.
Thank You, Lord, for this wonderful family. I pray for the pioneering family, financial assistance, building of the church and the church, the members of Your Body, and them sharing the Gospel of the Grace of God. May Your Word be spread abroad the place. And that people may see the light in them, see their good works and Glory our Father in Heaven.
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This was about me honoring my mother, as you can see. However, I wrote this some time ago in which I forgot what story or video I commented upon.
–outofwordtheater
