Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might
My
mother will turn 80 next week. This past Sunday we celebrated her birthday a
little early. My siblings and I divvied up the responsibilities and threw her a
surprise party. I was elected to give the tribute and pray over the meal. I
felt anxious about what to say and how to say it. I wanted to do a good job,
and I didn’t want to get emotional while speaking.
When
contemplating what to say, I connected the word octopus to octogenarian.
I thought of how my mother might have once wished she had eight arms when she
was attending to the needs of a family of eight. She was so busy trying to
juggle it all.
I
also thought of a Bible verse that begins, “Whatever your hand finds to do, do
it with all your might” (Ecclesiastes
9:10a).
I
knew my mother had. So that began my tribute to her.
