Eulogy for my Mother

Hi, my name is James. My mom called me Clint, as do a lot of you. My youngest nephew Boston calls me Uncle Clean It because of my sisters very slight country accent. Enough about me, let me tell you about my mom.

We wait in hope for the LORD; he is our help and our shield.“In him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in his holy name.May your unfailing love be with us, LORD, even as we put our hope in you.”

Psalm 33: 20-22

I read this verse so many times on her wall while sitting atmom’s bedside these last weeks, and I found great comfort in this Psalm of David.

But guess what?

My Mother is with Jesus, the fullness of the mystery of our salvation fully revealed to my mom! We have no idea how big the Love of God is, but we will know. Just like my mom is finding out right now.

“Now we see a reflection in a mirror; then we will see face-to-face. Now I know partially, but then I will know completely in the same way that I have been completely known.”

1 Corinthians 13:12

My mom was a woman of passion and drive. When Julia and I were younger, she did everything she could to ensure a better life for us. She went back to school, she worked multiple jobs at times to provide for us. She dragged me to church in my awkward teenage years, as a result I met Jesus through her. Her passion and drive rubbed off on me. I am who I am because of her.
Everyone in this room can say they too have been influenced by her and her love for Jesus.

Now I know what you are thinking, you want to hear me talk about my mom. How my mom is probably organizing a heavenly dance team, or annoying everyone with her camera, or like her grandchildren Boston and Braylin said she is probably beating Jesus at Uno, gosh she was the
queen of Uno. Maybe she is teaching everyone how to make the best cookies like she taught my niece Zoey, or convincing everyone to cheer my nephew Michael on while he plays basketball.

I know one thing for certain, that she is the treasure in the field that Jesus sold everything for. We all are, but she now sees the fullness of that love in ways we cannot even fathom.

I will miss my mom greatly until I see her again. I know to be absent from this earthly temple is to be present with Jesus and that is exactly where she is, in my Heavenly Papa’s arms.

Thank you all for coming, we love you.