The Son of My Mother


Can you guess who i am?

I was raised in an interracial home. I went on missions trips as a young man.  I was influenced by men who are pillars in the church. I became a preacher when some said I was not ready. I worked hard at spreading the gospel and because of its power, churches were established, elders were appointed, and congregations grew.  In my short life time I have already seen God do great things in His Kingdom.

Have you figured out who I am yet?

I am the son of my mother Eunice who, along with her mother, taught me to have the faith I have now. Because of her, God has used my life in spreading the Gospel to lost souls. I would not be here today without the love of God which my mother showed me. I am Timothy, son of my mother, following in her foots steps with my service to God.

In his letter to young Timothy, Paul reminds him to remember his “sincere faith, a faith that dwelt first in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice” (2 Timothy 1:5). We need to take the same advice that Paul gives Timothy and remember our mothers. It is because of their love and hard work that we are who we are today. Let us, not just today but often, thank God for giving us mothers.

Happy Mothers Day Mom.


Your Son

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