When I was a child, I wanted nothing more than to be like, Agnis J. Betton. Most people called her Aggie. Being my mother,Ic alled her, "momma."
Everything about her proved that she was a 'dignified' yet 'humble' human being. She Mastered in both education and Philosophy in college, challanged herself to learn new tasks; such as studying the old testament of the King James Version Bible, and writing her own devotional based on scriptures. She'd then read them to me, sometimes before school, other times on a rainy evening, as we sat on the couch in our living room, but most often before bed.
She'd was often complimented on her pleasent smile that greeted the congregation before she'd sing a solo on Sunday mornings, and though it seemd there was nothing she couldn't accomplish, soley never took credit for it, always giving thanks to God, and saying,"But if it weren't for His Grace."
She was beautiful to say the least, yet it wasn't her golden locks that flowed down her long, slender, back or the way she always neatly tucked her blouse in her pencil lined skirt. She rarley spoke a bad word about anyone, and when she did, she'd often catch herself in the middle of her sentence, take her index finger, place it on her lips, and say, "Lord forever teach me when to bite my tongue."
On many occasions, I'd heard my father say, "I must have done something really good for someone, to have married my Aggie."She then smile, and gently brush her well kept hands, on his shoulders.
Upon one of the many occasions, when her and I would spend 'alone time together,' as she called it. I remember sitting with her in the yard. It was a cool spring day in April, and my father had taken a long ride out of New York City to visit his parents in Upstate, New York.
We we're out in the yard, collecting fresh basil from her garden, and I stopped to watch as she gently picked the leaf from it's stem.
"Mom, how do people become 'perfect.'
"There's no such thing dear."
"Far from it."
"Dad and I don't think so."
"Well, to think something,doesn't make it so."
"But one day when I'm a mother. I want to be just like you. Is that even possible?"
"Yes, by living your life so that when your children see you, they see Jesus. By holding their hand, and always leading them towards Him."
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