An Old Fashioned Mom
Mother’s Day 2002
Luke 1:5-7, 13-15
I want to talk to you this morning about an old
fashioned mom. Do you have or did you have an old
I read this recently:
“Was your mom a mean, old-fashioned mom? Ours was.
While other kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to
have cereal, eggs and toast. While others had a Pepsi
and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches. You
can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that was
different from what other kids had, too. Mother
insisted on knowing where we were at all times. You
would think we were convicts in a prison. She had to
know who our friends were and what we were doing with
them. She insisted that if we said we would be gone
for an hour—we would be gone for an hour or less. We
were ashamed to admit it, but she had the nerve to
break the child labor laws by making us work. We had
to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn to cook,
vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the trash, and all
sorts of cruel jobs. I think she would lie awake at
night thinking of more things for us to do. She always
insisted on us telling the truth, the whole truth and
nothing but the truth.
“By the time we were teenagers she could read our
minds. Then life was really tough. Mother wouldn’t let
our friends just honk the horn when they drove up.
They had to come up to the door so she could meet
them. While everyone else could date when they were 12
or 13, we had to wait until we were 16. Because of our
mother, we missed out on lots of things that other
kids experience. None of us have been caught
shoplifting, vandalizing others property, or ever
arrested for any crime. It was all her fault.
“Now that we have left home, we are all educated,
honest adults. We are doing our best to be mean, old-
fashioned parents just like mom was. I think that’s
what is wrong with the world today. It just doesn’t
have enough mean, ...
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