Focus, focus, focus
How can I count the value of all that Mother gave me?
She gave Security in the midst of chaotic moves from place to place, from country to country, away from war zones. Trust in the loving plan of our Heavenly Father – even when our own father was far away. Patience through long years of waiting – to meet her family – to find out where I belong. Teaching through examples: The trials of Joseph in Egypt – God was with him in spite of the bad things that happened to him.
Adjustment to changes: Wherever she could build a fire and had a kettle she could cook food. Wherever she could spread some sheets – that was a place to sleep – whether it was on suitcases, a row of chairs, a bench, a table, the floor. With her Singer hand sewing machine she made all our clothes – learning also to make school uniforms – maybe not exactly to pattern!
Finding a place of true Fellowship – brought us to Miss Hutchins and her Light House Mission.
She understood my need of having friends around me, when all my father saw in them was their potential to ‘lead me astray’.
Cooling my fever with eau de cologne and baby powder, calming my fears, making my favorite semolina gruel with added whisked egg when I could not eat anything else.
Finding books for me to read which gave me new perspectives on life.
… and a million other things that money could never buy.