There’s been a voice developing in my head over the past year. This voice takes shards of my day and polishes and smoothes until it’s something I don’t mind putting in my window....souvenirs of my motherhood adventure. A toddler meltdown over a popsicle that in the moment makes me want to bang my head against the refrigerator door turns into a funny story that reminds me how far we’ve come from middle of the night feedings. And when I really tune into the voice, I often find insight into God and His love for me. This blog is the recording studio for that voice. My hope is that the souvenirs of my day serve as entertainment and encouragement to those of you who are banging your head against a refrigerator door. And that you’re inspired to find a voice of your own that turns these trying moments into treasured souvenirs.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

A Tribute to the Birthday Girl



The Proverbs 31 woman.  Have you heard of her?  Have you met her?  I am blessed to have her as a grandmother, and to be one of many celebrating her 93rd birthday.  Like the woman described in Proverbs 31, Clara Whattoff is a wife, mother, grandmother and great grandmother of noble character.  She is certainly worth far more than rubies, her husband lacks nothing.  She gets up in the dark and provides food for her family (over 26,000 bowls of oatmeal).  She considered a field (and farmhouse, and apartment in Story City) and bought it.  She is clothed in fine linens (clothing has always been her one downfallJ) and her husband is respected.  She is clothed with strength and dignity, and can laugh at the days to come.  She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue.  She watches over the affairs of her household and never eats the bread of idleness (though she can’t turn down a kringla).  Her children call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her:  “Your grandma is a mighty fine cook!  She only had seven children; don’t you think she should have a few more?”  


The noblest part of Grandma’s character is her love.  She lives in a way that words aren’t necessary to know her faith.  She lives the 1 Corinthians 13 kind of love:  She is patient and kind.  She doesn’t envy or boast.  She is not rude or self-seeking, does not easily anger, and keeps no record of wrongs.  She always protects, always trusts, always hopes and always perseveres.  She has always shared her love with strangers, one time even preparing a meal for the road workers in front of her house.  Anyone arriving at mealtime has always been invited to stay, even if that means giving her portion to the unexpected guest.  She has a gift for showering anyone in her presence with God’s love. 

My dear Grandmother has much to celebrate this year.  She has a husband, children, grandchildren and great grandchildren that love her beyond words.  Each of us has been a beneficiary of her love.  I spend each day attempting to emulate her…by loving pretty things, by laughing, by loving my family well, and most of all by loving the Lord.  


“Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.  Give her the reward she has earned, and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.” (Proverbs 31:30-31) 

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