Mama was Mrs. Southern Hospitality personified!
She absolutely loved being in the kitchen.
No one made biscuits, coffee can bread or cornbread like she did…her mama taught her well.
Southern fried chicken, stewed squash, sweet and sour meatballs, sloppy joes, chicken potpie and chicken and dumplings were a few of the delicious meals she loved to prepare and serve those who graced her table.
Are you hungry yet?
Try adding pound cake, chocolate pudding, peach cobbler, coconut cake, or banana pudding for dessert. You have a fine southern home cooked meal!
Nothing could match sitting around mama’s table. What precious memories…those times our family and friends lingered there— laughing and listening to the sounds of love.
Mama’s nurturing gift of love and hospitality blessed not only our family, but countless others who were welcomed into our home at a moment’s notice. Seems like there was always room to squeeze in one more at her table, and when there were no places left…well you were happy to take your plate to the living room or bedroom…. Her love followed you wherever you happened to sit.
Mama went home to heaven three years ago, leaving our family with a rich legacy of faith, hope, and love. How we miss her, but we’ll see her again…on that glad day when God calls His children home.
Her children stand and bless her. Her husband praises her. There are many virtuous and capable women in the world, but you surpass them all. Proverbs 31:28-29
How grateful I am God gave me a glimpse of His table through my precious mama.
This Mother’s Day I leave you with a song about our Lord’s table.
Gaither videos: Wes Hampton sings There is Always a Place at His Table.