My Mom is awesome. She is one of the best human beings I know, really she is. For being stuck with three Fuller boys growing up she handled it well. My bro, Pops, and I are all three ministers who like to turn religion and politics into a recreational sport around the dinner table. Mom has a very specific and special role in those moments, she reminds us of two things. The cherished humanity of whoever we talking about (even ignoramus dimwits) and the purpose actual purpose of theology. She will throw in statements like, ‘How does that help you partner with God and do kingdom things?’ or ‘That does seem wrong but I imagine God thinks that about me sometimes too,’ or my personal favorite ‘I don’t know about that but I sure do love you.’
My Mom is awesome because she is a lot less likely to let love be an idea, she likes to keep it a movement. Since she does she has even been known to make God present when three Baptist ministers are arguing about atonement, war, and universal health care. What is so cool about my Mom is that she has had this gift of making God present in the most odd of places my whole life. After baseball games when I was far from a ‘good sport,’ when I was having trouble learning boundaries with my humor (imagine that!), and even when I had embarrassed her and the rest of the family she was more gifted than anyone else on the planet that I know at making God’s love present to me. That is why my Mom is awesome.
Your Mom can be awesome too, but mine is like totally uber-awesomeness.