Day’s Verse:
The voice of the Lord is upon the waters; the God of glory thunders. The voice of the Lord is powerful, the voice of the Lord is majestic.
Psalm 29:3-4

Wordies what we like to count. That, of course, reminds me of my mother, whose aphorisms I occasionally actually remember. For instance, the other day I was miffed and wanted to say something mean. Then, out of the mists of my anger, came my mother’s annoyingly calm voice:

If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.

So amazingly enough I didn’t, and things worked out alright. Then there’s always the classic one I hear when Ian and I fight:

Harsh words stir up anger, but gentle words turn away wrath.

That’s from Proverbs, but Mom adopted it as her slogan while we were kids. She repeated it so often, I think it must’ve been for her benefit as much as for ours. Then there is the classic Mom comment that always comes back to me when I’m zooming through a halfhearted job just to finish an assignment:

Haste makes waste.

This also applies to an amazing variety of situations, including cleaning the apartment, relationships, and cooking a white sauce. Then there’s every time we sing

The name of the Lord is a strong tower
The righteous run in to it and they are saved

I can’t help but think of Mom and me exchanging glances and chuckles in church because we both thought of run into it rather than the actual lyrics. And I won’t even get into the vast number of science facts I know just from her songs.

The real point here is that I really like my Mom. We’re two peas in a pod sometimes; clearly I received more than my fair share of Mom-genes. It’s great having a mom I can just call up and talk with, understand, sympathize with, complain to, laugh with, cry with, just generally enjoy spending time with. It’s never a hardship to hang out with Mom anymore – in fact, one my biggest sorrows about living on the East Coast is my reduced Mom-time. I’d be happy to be a mom as loving, supportive, effective (in a wide variety of things including, but not limited to: cleaning off an electric burner, making us do chores, disciplining us, and teaching us to drive a stick shift), and all-around awesome as my Mom is. I really don’t appreciate her enough, so I wanted to take this blog to say:

Mom, you’re great. I love you.

– KF –

One thought on “Count Them Little Wordies

  1. Dear Katie, What a wonderful tribute to your Mom,so nice you see her contributions to you in your life but better still that you say it. Love GMIL

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