Moms over 50 arestill the same people they were at 20 and 30 but now they find themselves in anew phase of life. They have raised children who are adults—or almost adults.The grown up kids call on Mom for help some days and at other times want theirindependence. Just as in their younger days, these moms continue to nurturefamily and friends. Moms over 50 may see their nest empty and then fill upagain as adult children return home, either alone or with children. The devotionalsin this book deal with these situations and others that moms over 50 face.
An excerpt from Ina Mae's Book
Moms over 50 Devotions to Go
Ask and You’ll Receive
And suppose your friend should answer from inside,‘Don’t bother me! ….’ Well,whatthen? I tell you that even if he did not get up and give you the bread becauseyou are his friend, yet he will get up and give you everything you need becauseyou are not ashamed to keep on asking. …How much more then will the Father inheaven give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!
Luke 11:7-13 (TEV)
It was past midnight when the train pulled into thedeserted depot. Exhausted from weeks of travel, Charlie and I got off theAmtrak in Kansas City, claimed our luggage and made our way to the undergroundparking garage. We had parked our little red Tracer down there before we left.
It felt good to get into our own car. We drove to theexit gate, paid the attendant and left the dimly lit structure. It took us aminute to adjust our eyes to the glare of the inner-city lights. The streetsappeared deserted, but seeing young men huddling in the shadows made menervous.
I longed for the security of our motel room. The warylook on Charlie’s face told me that he felt the same. When we got to the motelhe got out, locked the driver-side door and went in. I stayed in the car.
Charlie had our receipt for overnight lodging in hispocket. I watched him through the glass doors. He approached the desk and spoketo the clerk. The clerk consulted the computer and shook his head. My husbandturned and headed for the door.
He was the picture of dejection, sagging shoulders,downcast eyes and dragging feet. Charlie didn’t look up until he got in thecar. His tear-filled eyes said it all. They gave our guaranteed-late-arrivalroom to someone else.
“Why didn’t you ask to see the night manager? I paidfor the room weeks ago,” I said. “They can’t do this!”
Shocked when the clerk turned him away, he forgot toappeal to someone in charge. Reluctantly, he dug the receipt from his pocket,climbed out of the car and walked back into the motel.
I saw a man come out of the manager’s office. He tookCharlie to one side. The manager studied our receipt, stepped to the computerand rechecked the records. He looked up at Charlie and grinned. They shookhands. With one phone call, the manager arranged for us to use a luxurioussuite in a nearby hotel.
As we drove home the next morning, the previousnight’s experience caused me to reflect on Jesus’ words, Ask, and you willreceive … That night in Kansas City,Charlie failed to ask to see the person in charge at first, but his persistenceprevailed. The manager was generous in his response.
Prayer: Dear Lord, prompt me to slow down, breathe deeply and relax when thingsgo wrong. Remind me to take my problems to you in prayer, to involve you in myeveryday life. In Jesus’ name. Amen.
