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Mother Brown
by Victoria Regina Lockhart
Photograph by: Jerri Noble (noblej@gwm.sc.edu)
I have been blessed with a wonderful confidant; her name is Mother Brown. Mother Brown is about 70 years old and has more life in her than most 20 year olds I know. But the best part of knowing Mother Brown is all that fantabulous wisdom that the Lord allows her to impart to me. I met Mother Brown in 1991 at the church I spiritually grew up in. She was the one the Lord lead me to for guidance, wisdom and that shoulder we all need to cry on. Mother Brown has been faithful in her walk with God for over 37 years. Walking in the Light that long has got to be spiritually stimulating and quite rewarding. And I'm glad to be the beneficiary of all that love, wisdom, kindness, understanding and knowledge. I could call Mother anytime day or night and she's right there with a prophecy, an answer and always able to shed light on the mountain that I created from a molehill.
Whether it is a situation with one of my children (which was a constant from the ages of 13 to 16) to a sheer moment of loneliness. Mother is right there, always on target and never failing to analyze every detail in the spirit of her mind. Mother and I were talking about relationships, one of the most constant conversations between women of any age, and she once told me "baby don't go looking for no 4th of July; once the fireworks are over all that's left are ashes and they're usually yours". I will never forget those words and I hope you don't either. Mother Brown always gives me tidbits of information that will guide me until the day I go home. She consistently relayed the message that love doesn't just happen, if it's real, it grows. She tells me things like "if you're dating someone for the first time, don't get dressed until he gets there, should he obtain the title of "no show" you don't have to undress or if you've dated someone for awhile and he doesn't attempt to have sex with you at some point, he's gay. Mother is so funny. No mother, how bout, he’s really SAVED!!!
It's amazing, speaking with Mother about life truly lets me know that the only thing that really changes is the calendar; people are people no matter what century it is. Mother always tells me that the Lord has a wonderful husband for me and her exact words are always this, "he may not be what you want baby but he'll be just what you need".
And then I began praying like a mad woman. "Dear Jesus, you stated in your word that if I delight myself in you, you would give me the desires of my heart and my heart desires a husband that first and foremost loves you with all of his heart, mind and soul.
Lord, that he is tall, handsome, kind, generous, loving, a definite people person, caring, polite, considerate, passionate, romantic, truthful, respectful, loves his mother, defends his sisters, protects his brothers, has a sense of family all around, has never been in prison, can complete whole definitive sentences with meaning without difficulty (intelligent), wise, knowledgeable, understanding, sensitive yet manly (okay, very manly), meek but not a pushover, has never abused alcohol or drugs of any kind, has a strong sense of integrity and honor, powerful yet humble, confident without being cocky, playful without being silly, humorous (alright, very funny), has no diseases, i.e. VD (of any kind), Aids, etc., has a stable life style, full-time employment (preferably an entrepreneur), a man of means (in every sense of the word), prolific, creative, gentle (yet be the epitome of masculinity), a good lover (no scratch that, a great lover, no scratch that a fantabulous lover, please God) and please note, my dearest Jesus that this was close to the end of my prayer request, has an appreciation of time because it's our most precious gift from you Lord and he has to respect time.
He has to love teenagers because you gave me the honor of raising two of them, I say teenagers and not children because teenagers are horses of a truly different color than children under the age of twelve, oh yeah he must possess a beautiful set of teeth (all of them, very important, no scratch that, extremely important), awesomely shaded a perfect brown (alright, very brown), must have nice hands (clean, with no dirt under his fingernails, Lord you know how I detest witnessing that), has 20/20 vision, has a driver's license and a car, a nice car (just makes dating a little easier Lord, you know what I mean, you don't have to wait on public transportation which can be quite exasperating), knows when to hold his peace and knows when to interject wisely, etc, etc. etc.
Dear Jesus: P.S.: By the way Lord, you know that wonderful frame of dust that you created from the foundation of the world, the one you named Dexter King, yeah, you know, Martin Luther King’s son - he'll do. I'm so glad that God has such a wonderful sense of humor and bestowed some of it on me - look at Jesus...
Heavenly Father, I've learned to be more specific in my prayers (you know why), seriously Lord, because of all my past experiences, in which I have more and likely grieved your spirit by not adhering to all the flags and warning signs you waved in front of me. You also stated in your Word that if there is anything in my heart that I could not utter, the Holy Spirit would make utterance for me - so Dear Lord I pray this prayer in the name of your dear Son, Jesus...So let it be written, so let it be done...Amen.
I prayed this prayer because although I've always trusted what Mother Brown has to say, (I trust God's Word more, much more), I had issue with this husband thing -- not yet manifested -- to be only what I needed and none of what I wanted? What is that? The God I serve is much more compassionate than that!!! So I got specific with God to the best of my ability. I hope I didn't leave out any other important desires out. I truly believe God's Word (all I know) and He promises to give us the desires of our heart if (there's always a condition, yes especially with God) if we delight ourselves in him.
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