“Heroine-ism” seems to be a very hard subject to write about for me right now. There is so much I want to say and I don’t know how to go about saying it properly. I have spent the past two days writing pages of thoughts and facts, but it all is lacking something. I finally decided to start all over again, and begin with surrendering it to Yahweh. Lets see what He comes up with!
Harriet Tubman is one of my favorite women in our American history, born a slave in 1820 or 21, her mother and mistress raised her to love the Lord and trust in Him. As an adult she escaped to the North, returning for many years to bravely lead some 70 enslaved people to freedom, including her family. Oh! How Yahweh was with her! I have read a few of her biographies … she recalled countless times when she should’ve been caught; dogs on her heels, slave-catchers chasing her and her band of ‘pilgrims’ in swamps, homes in which they were staying safely were suddenly detected and broken into. Every time Yahweh led them to safety, He never allowed a single person to be caught. She was known as the modern Moses to all.
During the Civil War, Mrs. Tubman acted as a spy for the North, and a nurse, helping wounded and dying solders. Through her whole life she clung to her Creator and He guided and blessed her. Harriet Tubman was a wonderful, inspiring woman, but my greatest heroine is a woman whom I desire above all others to be like … she is my Mommy! All true Mamas love their children, but not all get to actually choose their children. My Mama chose me. For us, Mother and Daughter, that is special beyond measure. She says, “You grew in my heart, instead of under it.” It sounds better when Ma says it, but what doesn’t? Mama is the best cook! Everything she makes I love, except that cashew rice casserole thing, but I don’t like that no matter who makes it! (sorry Grandma!) Mommy seems to pour her love in her food! Love, Mama’s love, has the best taste in the world! I can cook the same thing, using the exact recipe, and having her check it, etc … yet hers always tastes better! There is no comparison.
My favorite dish Mama makes right now is her beef stir fry! Oh my! It is heavenly! Why am I talking about food? I’m getting hungry! Mommy is our teacher. I have had other teachers, and I can say; she is the best! I tried her patience unmercifully when I was in school, and though she may have gotten upset, she never gave up. I am no longer in school using textbooks and such, but Mommy Dear teaches me other things now. How to be a keeper at home (ie.cleaning, cooking, sewing, etc). How to better love and serve my siblings and respect my parents in all things. How to build my relationship with Yahweh and of His Love and Compassion. Learning will never stop, and I am so thankful I will always have Mommy as my teacher! Most people’s heroines are from history. They lived along time ago, and unfortunately, died before we could meet them. Or maybe you did meet yours. However, it is such a blessing to be able to live with mine. We do not always get along … it is hard at times … but oh!
How blessed I am to have such a Mother!! Mommy is not only my parent, private chef, personal professor, wonderful example, always present therapist, and heroine, she has also given me the honor of calling her my best friend. Can one person be all that? Yes! All thanks to our awesome Hero, Yahweh!
“Blessed be Yahweh Elohim of Israel from everlasting to everlasting!” Psalms 41:13