Thankful for Mom

It was another busy week in the quad life with four days of going out to serve the community.

Tuesday was another grade school visit, with this one in downtown Des Moines. It is an inner city school that I have been to for years, but it is always interesting. The students come from a mix of people groups, but learn as one. These kids also tend to be much more energetic than my other schools, but I have learned how to keep on top of enthusiasm and what to expect.

The last three days have been the annual tulip festival in town with volunteering at a gospel outreach group. A few weeks ago, I made a special request to my church congregation to join me with spreading the gospel. Unfortunately, once again, I was the only representative from a church that said they wanted to do more of reaching the lost.

On Friday, I gave a gospel tract to a woman likely in her early 20's. After asking a few questions, she replied that she just lives for the moment and doesn't think ahead. I drilled a little further, but she was soon off with her friend. This isn't an interaction I've had before and showed my inexperience in one-on-one encounters. Friday night, laying awake, I thought of better responses to be better prepared for the next time.

Saturday did not have any caregivers, but dad agreed to come with me so I could go out on the town. He only went out with me once several years ago, so I was unsure how he'd react. I was relieved to hear he learned from the instructional classes and did pretty well in helping in public. I spoke with a few people after giving out tracts and had basic conversations. One of my team members did very well in approaching others and was able to witness to a Spanish speaking family.

All these activities have been part of my annual routine for many years. On Mother's Day, I am thankful for my mother who instilled in me much of what I do today. I remember mom reading Bible stories as a young child and putting up with my questions.

Forty years ago, online support groups for parents of quadriplegics didn't exist. Even with all the challenges of medical insurance and getting needs covered, she never let me give up. Mom encouraged me to be active and not just sit around and waist the time God has given me.

Thank you mom for everything over the years. I hope to continue to be able to stay active as long as God allows and continue to serve as you taught.