Chuck Terrill: Happy Mother’s Day
Half asleep, half awake, a solo Mom was enjoying a wonderful dream.
The Rapture had lifted all Christians to be with Jesus, for eternity. All was peaceful, quiet and full of joy. She snuggled back under the covers and happily faded back to sleep.
An hour later, she awoke with a start. Something had happened, and she could sense it. She looked at the clock. It was 9:30 in the morning! Impossible! Her days started every day at 6 a.m. What had happened, she could not tell. But something was wrong!
A normal day started with a buzzing alarm clock, or a child by her bedside, begging for breakfast. Typically, this single mother’s mornings were pure chaos. She had to get ready for work. The kids couldn’t find their shoes. Lunches had to be prepared. Homework assignments had to be placed in backpacks. And, after her three kids were finally loaded in the minivan, it was a race to drop them off at their separate schools, and then fight the traffic to get to her job on time.
Not this morning. All the usual noise and activity were missing. She jumped out of bed. And then the idea hit her. The Rapture. Every Christian, living or dead, on the planet earth had risen to meet the Lord in the air. But, she shuddered at the thought; had she been left behind? Her eyes were blurred by tears as she rushed down the hall.
Her daughter’s room was empty. An unmade bed gave testimony to the absence of her baby girl. She threw the door open on her twin boy’s room. Their bunk beds were empty, as well. In near hysteria, she raced through her home.
On the kitchen table, a bowl of dry cereal had been poured, but not eaten. A glass of apple juice had been poured, but not touched. The daily paper had been unrolled and was lying on the table. She was on the verge of losing all composure.
Then, the faintest of sounds reached her ear. She leapt through the door into the family room. There sat her three children. They were sitting on the floor, in front of the T.V., with the sound turned very low.
“What are you doing?” shouted the frightened Mom.
Five-year-old Anna answered innocently, “We are giving you your Mother’s Day present.”
Mom was startled at the innocent statement of her daughter.
“What Mother’s Day present?” she asked.
Seven-year-old Timothy responded, “Remember? On the way to school last week we asked you what you wanted for Mother’s Day. Don’t you remember? You said, ‘All I want is a little peace and quiet so I can rest.’”
“Today, we gave it to you!” chimed in Thomas, who then quietly added, "But we missed Sunday school to do it."
That Mom collapsed on the floor with her three children. She pulled them all in with one embrace. She cried as she hugged them. They struggled to get loose, but she would not let them go. Finally, the three relaxed and received their Mom’s love.
There had been no Rapture. Instead, heaven had come down to earth.
Chuck Terrill, who has doctorates from Master Theological Seminary and Trinity Seminary, is the senior minister at First Christian Church in Cassville. He may be reached at 471-847-2460.