This month my son, Min. Justin R. Lester, will be the guest columnist. His article is a tribute to mothers. Min. Lester received his undergraduate degrees in Public Relations and Theology at Marquette University as well as his graduate degree at Marquette University in Advertising and Public Relations. He is a grateful five-time recipient of the Terence N. Thomas Scholarship sponsored by the Milwaukee Community Journal. This fall, Min. Lester will attend Vanderbilt University Divinity School in Nashville, Tennessee to continue his preparation to serve actively in ministry.
It Was In the Mud
Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote, “Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.” He admonishes us to recognize the strength we have, distance from conformity and, push yourself to new heights that are unimaginable to others. Now, before you stop reading because you think this is another “be yourself” column, keep reading.
I recently watched a documentary on the dolphin and noticed something about an animal we often portray as meek and gentle. The dolphin is a fierce, strong hunter of prey. In their quest for smaller fish, a dolphin’s attack begins as they rush onto the banks of the sea which are covered in mud and their prey. Researchers say while the dolphins work so hard to get fish, their mouths become just as full of mud as it does with fish. For the dolphins to get what they need, they need to endure mud in the process.
As a son looking at the African American woman this Mother’s Day season, I am thankful for all the mothers who provide, hold strength, serve as the backbones of our communities and who have endured so much mud. While they were working in the mud, they found the good things that mud could provide. Regardless of how rough or muddy a situation becomes, mothers continue to see the good in the mud. We are always indebted to mothers who, like Emerson notes, went into muddy uncharted paths and found the good and left a path. I believe that’s the reason the Spinners sang in the hit song, Sadie: “Filled with her load of glory, we learned the holy story. She’ll always have her dreams, despite the things this troubled world can bring.”
As the children of these hard working mothers it is up to us to continue their work and in return leave a trail. We must learn from the past and be thankful for it; but we must also continue to reach forward to continue to find the good in the mud. Mothers, thanks for all the time you spent in the mud.
Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers — especially to my mom who has sacrificed much for my sister and me, the Rev. Judith T. Lester. Love You Ma!
The writer does not assume responsibility in any way for readers’ efforts to apply or utilize information or recommendations made in these articles, as they may not be necessarily appropriate for every situation to which they may refer. If you would like to contact Rev. Lester, write to her c/o P.O. Box 121, Brookfield, WI. 53008.