One Year Later
Being a member of the United Church was a very important part of my mother's life. As a young woman she belonged to CGIT and taught Sunday School. She was a welcome addition to her church choirs and when other obligations made it too challenging for her to commit to the choir, she was often praised for her singing by the people she stood behind in the congregation. She was part of many bible study groups, baked for many bake sales, helped out with the pageants at St. Mark's and volunteered whenever she could. Yet when it came to her religious practice, she was a woman of quiet faith. She didn't push her beliefs on her family and friends and never chastised us when we didn't attend with her. My mom's illness was lengthy and I know her faith gave her great comfort. Today, on the first anniversary of her passing I'm posting these "Promises of God" from a paper we found tucked into her bible. Some of you may remember that I read it the funera...