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TITLE: The Ruby Crystal Cup | Previous Challenge Entry
By Sandra Fischer
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In appearance, mother was not striking, yet her heart was as vibrant as the red on the cup. She worked hard at raising five children, virtually alone, as my father worked away from home. Keeping five of us clothed, fed and disciplined was a full time vocation during the depression era. She kept a garden, sewed clothing for us, raised chickens and rabbits and still had time to read a story or play a game.
While our table held simple fare, she would never turn away a stranger who was passing through and needed a meal. Each fall our garden harvest graced the pantries of elderly widows as mother shared the bounty. Often it came in the form of canned soups and vegetables straight from her kitchen to grace their winter tables.
Our house was constantly in need of repairs, mainly because daddy’s meager wages did not extend that far. Yet, our home was decorated with every kind of seasonal beauty from mother’s flower garden, but most particularly by her loving care.
Many times mother went without things she needed to see that one of my brothers had the scout uniform needed to join a troop or so one of my sisters or myself had a special dress to attend a party. She never begrudged giving.
I marvel still at the capacity my mother had for giving and sharing when, by the world’s standard, she seemingly had so little. That’s why the cup is so precious. It represents the cup of her grace, which was always running over, spilling into our lives love without measure. What a blessing is the overflow of God’s love, which He sent through my mother.
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