Mrs. Alberta R. Queen â€“ Moore Jan. 28, 1925 to September 7, 2001 Mother of Mrs. Kathye Jenkins
My Testimony: Remembering & Celebrating Mama
By First Lady Kathye Jenkins, Athens Baptist Church
Friday September 7, 2001 was a tragic day and a day of blessings for me and my family. It was the day my Mother, Mrs. Alberta R. Quuen-Moore, died.
It didn’t make the evening news or make a major headline on the internet or in the local or national newspaper, but for our family, it was a heart rendering eventful.
It was tragic because our beloved Mother had left her earthly body and would no longer be around us and it was a blessing for that same body was released from the cancer that had controlled her body for a few weeks and she was now with the Lord she praised for so long.
The first Mother’s Day without Mama I stayed home. I wasn’t in the mood for the “Mama” songs I knew would be sang and seeing other people who had their Mothers with them and mine was no longer here. It was very selfish on my part. At the time I wasn’t thinking about anyone but me.
I have four sons, a daughter and at the time, one granddaughter (I have 11 grands now) that wanted to be with me, their Mother/GrandMaMa, and I didn’t see that at the time. I was too busy looking at my loss like I was only person who no longer had their Mother with them.
Grief can be a complex experience that can affect a person physically, socially, emotionally and spiritually. Praying is practical help for a grief stricken person because praying is not confrontational and it is not threatening.
Prayer is one of the things that Mama taught me to do from an early age. It was when I finally got out of myself and asked God to help me, that I started looking at Mother’s Day in a different light. Psalm 69:1-18 is an excellent passage on dealing with the struggles of grief.
The Virtuous Woman in Proverbs 31 provides the model of a wise woman. One who didn’t have the time or interest for foolish things. She spent her time and energy taking care of her husband and household. The results of her wisdom was that she was blessed and given the respect and honor she deserved. That was Mama.
Many women go through life looking for recognition for something they haven’t done. For Mama, it wasn’t about any recognition but it was for the love and wisdom she had in her heart for her family and God’s people.
Mama provided her household with wonderful homemade food, encouraging words to her family, took care of her children, gave of her resources, and was a faithful soldier in the army of the Lord. That was Mama.
So today, instead of crying my eyes out (I may drop a few tears) and having the annual pity party, I have, for some time now, chose to remember and celebrate the woman who introduced me to Jesus Christ, who taught me to pray, how to read my first book, cook, how to respect others, be a submissive but influential wife, how to keep my children well mannered and most of all to give God the praise in all things.
It is the memories that I have of Mama that will keep me loving and missing her beyond the grave. On this upcoming Mother’s Da,y I again will celebrate and remember Mama.
Thanks again Mama. It is because of the Christ you introduced me to and I claimed as my own that I will see you again. God be with you until we meet again.