Honoring Mothers Everywhere

[George Lander]

My own Mother has been gone since 1977 and I still miss her every day. She was born in Eastbourne, England in 1903, went to convent school in Nottingham and emigrated to the U.S. in 1920. She came with her Aunt, who was a Registered Nurse, supposedley on a visit, but only returned to England in in 1950's for a three week visit. She worked with The Southern Railway for twenty years and then with Troop Movement at Fort Jackson, South Carolina for the next thirty. She was the epitomy of a British Lady and remains the
essence of love seen in my daughter and grand daughter. I long to see her again in God's Kingdom in the next life. There is a Balm in Gilead and it is spelled MOTHER.

Best Regards, George

[Big D]

"Balm in Gilead" - I need some education - We have a softwood tree here in Michigan called a Balm of Gilead. What is 'Balm in Gilead?

Thanks.

[James Brown]

Originally Posted by John Dallas

"Balm in Gilead" - I need some education - We have a softwood tree here in Michigan called a Balm of Gilead. What is 'Balm in Gilead?

Thanks.

See Jeremiah 8:22

Originally Posted by John Dallas

"Balm in Gilead" - I need some education - We have a softwood tree here in Michigan called a Balm of Gilead. What is 'Balm in Gilead?

Thanks.

-- many dairy farmers for years have used a product called Bag Balm- a healing compound- from the Bible it was derived from the sap of the Balsam trees from Mt. Gilead. May be mentioned in the Book of Jeremiah FYI--

Originally Posted by George Lander

My own Mother has been gone since 1977 and I still miss her every day. She was born in Eastbourne, England in 1903, went to convent school in Nottingham and emigrated to the U.S. in 1920. She came with her Aunt, who was a Registered Nurse, supposedley on a visit, but only returned to England in in 1950's for a three week visit. She worked with The Southern Railway for twenty years and then with Troop Movement at Fort Jackson, South Carolina for the next thirty. She was the epitomy of a British Lady and remains the
essence of love seen in my daughter and grand daughter. I long to see her again in God's Kingdom in the next life. There is a Balm in Gilead and it is spelled MOTHER.

Best Regards, George

My Mother also passed in 1977- one month before her 60th Birthday in Nov 1917 (my birthday is Nov 1941). My Mother had a great 'spur of the moment' flair- like somewhat the Lady author Erica Jung- she had a "fear of flying", whereas my boyhood dream was to be a pilot- but she loved to fly kites with me, and later my gas engine remote control airplanes- I was quite the model plane builder back in the "Stromberg Kit" days of the 1950's- lotsa balsa and banana oil dope on my workbench-- So to remember her, every Mother's day, I get a helium balloon with a "Happy Mother's Day" logo, cut the washer weight from the string, and let it get airborne towards the clouds until it is out of sight-

When Nazi Rudolph Hess bailed out of Germany in 1940 in a ME 109- he parachuted out and landed in a farm field in Scotland, and was rounded up by area folks armed with pitchforks- Several of the men, recalling Dunkirk, wanted to string him up- but a wife interceded- she said "After all, he is still some Mother's only son"--and he spent his life in prison instead.