When Mama Stops Kay Hill
“When Mama Stops
Here we go again, into God''s Sweet
Presence. Just another mug of Texas
pecan coffee serves up this short paper
sermon. Wayne and I worship (Do we
ever!) in a small Spirit-filled country
church named Bruceville Community with
an informal feel. Here''s proof. Our
assistant pastor;s name is Bubba (the
preacher who wears Harley tees and khaki
knee pants). The one whose junior high
grammar teacher probably needed
tranquilizers in her pocket. But the
pastor whose spirit is filled with the
love and saving grace of The Savior.
Okay. So much for the introduction. Just
this, though. When Bubba Strickland''s
mid-week message goes a bit long, here''s
what the congregation hears: "Okay, Mom.
I see you standing back there signalling
me that it''s time to close and go home.
Sure enough, a beautiful believer named
Jo Nell--his mom--had risen to her feet
on the back row, a sure signal her son''s
sermon had ended!
Sighs and smiles and The Surety of
Bubba''s mom? Yes. Short and sweet, here
it is: When a Christian Mama stands, the
Word has been fully given, spent , and
taken in full: "It is finished!" --John
19:30. "Having done all, stand!"
But then, if you still struggle for
answers to your prayers after the amen,
after the standing, let me share the six
words I heard from God at 3 AM the
other day: "No, you have not yet seen
that answer yet--but can you simply
thank Me right now?"
Yes, Lord. Yes. Yes. Yes! Like Jo Nell,
I''ve heard the Word and I have taken It
in. Now I say thanks and stand on the
promises of God My Savior (Number 115
in that old Broadman Baptist Hymnal.
After all, it''s almost time to go. . .