A Mother Who Was Loved

My Mother Dolores E Rox

Home Going Service

Corinthian Baptist Church

April 7, 2004

There are five people in my life that have made me the person I am today, my grandfather who was the pillar of this family, my grandmother our spiritual inspiration, my uncle Billy who no matter what was going on, always there, my Aunt Bert, who truly I believe is my God given other mother.

And tonight the one who for 47 years sacrificed all she had and all she wanted, to give to her children, grand children, family and friends.

Our mother was a proud woman always with a word about the Lord. As the days and months slipped by, her ability to remember began to betray her. I believe God knew her heart, a heart that said Lord I would rather be with you than to look into the eyes of the people I love and not even know their names. So on Thursday night she laid do on this side and woke up in paradise.

To the grand children and great grandchildren, she was so very proud of each and every one of you. You were her world and I could hear the joy and love in her voice when she told me, you were coming over to spend time with her.

She loved her nieces, nephews, daughter-in-laws and Velda more than you could ever imagine.

She was so proud of her big sister for all that you have accomplished and talked often about how she marveled at your ability to handle any situation. We thank you for helping us through the hardest time of our lives, without you we could not have made it.

Sharon and Joe we often wondered who was mom’s favorite, but I can truly say she had no favorite. Because we are each unique, she loved us equally the same, yet uniquely different. The question was asked, what will we do without her, Proverbs reminds us to “Trust in the Lord with all thine heart and lean not unto thine own understanding, in all thy ways acknowledge Him and he shall direct thy path”

We have an obligation to raise our children and grand children as she raised us, to believe in God, to trust in God and most of all seek to make heaven our home.

There are those who have said with well meaning intentions, sorry for your loss, but I looked up the word loss and it means to misplace or to mislay. I just wanted to clear the air, I did not lose my mother I know where she is, and she’s safe in the arms of Jesus.

So today as I say goodnight to our mother, I must let you know she was not that hard person many of you know, she had a heart that contained love for all who were down trodden and oppressed or just needed a mother in their lives.

To my mother, each time we left each other or got off the phone, we ended our time together by saying I love you. We spent a lot of time talking the last few months, but there is something I didn’t get a chance to tell you.

Did you ever know that you’re my hero,

and everything I would like to be?

I can fly higher than an eagle,

’cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,

but I’ve got it all here in my heart.

I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it,

I would be nothing with out you.

Fly, fly, and fly away,

you let me fly so high.

Oh, fly, fly,

so high against the sky, so high I almost touch the sky.

Thank you, thank you, thank mom for you,

the wind beneath my wings.

Oh by the way, tell pa pa we said Hi.

Prepared by her son

Rev. Dr. Sheldon A. Rox