Covering my angst with the soothing wisdom from my mother's prayer journals

It’s Mine


One of my favorite devotional books is Streams in the Desert.  I started reading it when Matt was a baby.  Mother’s boss, Dr. Robert Craig, was the president of Union University and had given her a copy for Christmas. When Matt was diagnosed with severe brain damage I took it off her shelf and kept it in his diaper bag where a bottle of milk leaked all over the cover causing it to look like I felt, haggard.

During our many doctors’ appointments to control Matt’s seizures, I would pull that little book out and there would be A Word perfect for our situation.  I have read that book many, many times since then and there is always A Word.  That amazes me.

Through the years when friends went through particularly rough situations, I loaned them Mother’s pitiful looking little book and explained why it looked so raggedy.  The recipients usually returned the loan and told me they had purchased a copy of their own.

Sometime through the years, Mother got a newer edition of Streams which she read faithfully and apparently with highlighter and pen in hand because since she went home, I’ve been blessed not only by the devotionals but also by her comments.

Today’s piece is based on Judges 18:9-10, “Come on!  We have seen that the land is very good.  Aren’t you going to do something?   Don’t hesitate to go there and take it over. . . .”  The main idea is stated at the end, “Do not miss your inheritance through your own neglect.  When faith goes to market, it always takes a basket.”

The last line is highlighted and there is a note in her precise handwriting at the top, which says, “Matt, ‘Mine!  It is mine!’ (12/28/09)”

Two years ago, at this time, Mother was very sick and was staying here.  The front bedroom was hers during her stay.  We had never had a guest during any of Matt’s visits home.  He always slept in that front bedroom but this time rather than inconvenience Mother, we decided to sleep upstairs and let Matt sleep in our room.

Bedtime came.  We gave Matt his last dose of meds for the day, put his p.js on him and tucked him into our bed.  We then headed upstairs.  I had barely made it to the top step before I saw the light go on in the front bedroom and heard Mother say sweetly to her special grandson, “Hey,Darlin.”

I headed downstairs and got to the door of the bedroom in time to see our forty-one year old turn to his grandmother and say, “Mine!  It’s mine.”

Before I could guide him back to our room, Mother was up and tucking Matt in to the bed she had just vacated.  He grinned and snuggled in, Mother proceeded to our room and I went back upstairs.  We all had a good night’s rest.

When Mother read this devotional, she remembered that Matt
claimed what was his.  In May of 2010 she claimed her ultimate inheritance. In today’s devotional Mother had underlined, “Pick any word you want that He has spoken and say, ‘That word is my word.’  Put your finger on a promise and say, ‘It is mine.”

In her journal she wrote, “God’s word makes us wise.  True wisdom goes beyond amassing knowledge.  It is applying knowledge in a life-changing way.  Intelligent or experienced people are not necessarily wise.  Wisdom comes from allowing what God teaches to guide us.”

In the new year I am going to take my faith to market and, like Matt, claim what He has promised because – It’s Mine!

Author: marymcleary

Grateful for so many things, especially the peace He gives and the opportunity to tell it to my kids, grandkids and anyone else who wants to listen. Many read my first book In My Mother's Words, and I have recently published my second book, Heart Whispers from the Old Testament. Both are the result of the prayer journals my mother gifted me her last Christmas. Those journals were full of the wisdom of a Faith Walker and had to be shared.

2 thoughts on “It’s Mine

  1. “Wisdom comes from allowing what God teaches to guide us.” How wise and profound. The wisest of things always seem so easy to communicate after a wise person says it. God has His blessings for us if we open our hearts to what true blessings are and what brings peace and joy.

    I have a few quotes from Streams on my desk… Our middle daughter likes to leave them for us… What a blessing that is.

    God bless you and your family this year. Thanks for sharing your heart and soul this year. My year was better for it.


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