“You Good Mama”
This morning, Hebrews 3:13 reminded me of a stranger’s encouragement years ago: “But encourage one another daily, as long as it is called Today.”
My then-young children and I were on a church tour with a group visiting from Mexico City. We couldn’t communicate, but we smiled and nodded at each other as our separate guides explained the various historical sights.
For Jay, Holly, and me, the trip was supposed to be a diversion the year after my husband, and their dad, died. Instead on the first day, I briefly lost 12-year-old Jay, stumbled over 11-year-old Holly as she fearfully clung to me, was soundly cheated in a souvenir purchase, and reminded by the sight of couples that I was raising my children alone.
By dinner, I was convinced this trip was a mistake. As we waited in the washroom line, one of the men from our group put his hand on Jay’s shoulder, making sure he didn’t stray. I rested my arms on top of Holly’s head as she leaned against me. I was tired and defeated.
Then one of the Mexican grandmothers stopped, patted my arm, and said haltingly, “You good mama.”
Three simple words, but suddenly I wasn’t so exhausted, and my fear was replaced with the hope that maybe, just maybe, I could pull off this single-parenting thing after all.
In that moment, a stranger became God’s reminder he hadn’t forgotten me and that I could, with his help, raise my children.
That’s the power words can have. As we look around, we will see folks who need our smiles and our encouragement. And we may very well be providing God’s message for a weary soul—just as that grandmother did for me.