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Topic: See (07/22/10)
- TITLE: Look to the Hills
By Joyce Morse
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She instilled in me the same love of photography and taught me how to look at things for opportunities to capture them on film. I learned to take the time to really see things instead of just rushing through life. To pay attention to people instead of being busy in my own world. You never know when the memories are all you will have left.
But more important than what I saw, my mom taught me the importance of what I can’t see. Her faith is one of the things that defined her. She became a Christian as a child and grew up with a strong belief in the power of prayer. She prayed for many of her family members’ salvation and had the privilege to lead some of them to the Lord.
One of her greatest desires was to become a wife of a Christian man and mother of two girls. She began praying for that when she was a teenager. She married my father, a godly man, when she was twenty-seven. Eleven years later, she had me and then my sister came along six years after that.
My mother also believed in praying for the impossible. She often prayed for healing for family and friends who had serious or terminal health problems. Many times her prayers were answered but even if they weren’t, she never blamed God.
While I remember some of the dramatic answers to her prayers, it was the everyday prayers that influenced me the most. She truly believed in the Psalm “I will look unto the hills from whence cometh my help; my help comes from the Lord.” She prayed for everything whether it was a headache or a sick pet, guidance for a decision or help in finding something that was lost. Nothing was too big to pray about but neither was anything too small or insignificant to go to God with. Even though she couldn’t see Him, she knew God was by her side every step of the way and He cared about everything that mattered to her.
When she was diagnosed with stage four ovarian cancer, she began praying for a miracle. She knew that God could heal her and she chose to put her hope in Him. Once it was obvious that the end was near, she didn’t become bitter or angry, but instead chose to concentrate on spending her time with her family and friends and creating more memories that would last long after she was gone.
It has been over three years now since her death. I’ve learned many things from my mother but the greatest lesson was in the importance of constant prayer. Like her, my best Friend is Someone I can’t see but I can feel His presence every day. And I hope my legacy will be like her and to teach others to trust and pray.
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