This was a story I wrote to my son when he about 8 or 9, after he had gone to school without doing his chores, when he came home, his chores were done and this note on his door:
(Please forgive the total lack of comprehension of the English language, I’m just a home engineer)
So, as I was cleaning the house today, there came a knock on the door and there was a little old lady standing there…
She asked me if I was Jesse’s mother, I said yes, then she asked if she could come in, well, ya know I’m not too keen on strangers coming in the house, but she looked liked a grandma you would see on TV; short, nice flowery dress on, white hair with a box hat, sort of glowing, like a halo around her head.
She seemed so kind and gentle, so harmless; so I let her in the foyer. I asked her what her name was, and she told me it wasn’t important right now. She stated plain and simple that she was going to do Jesse’s chores today.
Well, you know, I’m all about Jesse doing his chores. Everyday they must be done at a certain time and he even has a list on the fridge of what he is suppose to do. If he doesn’t do his chores, without being told, he doesn’t get his allowance for the week. As I was telling this kind old lady the rules of the house, which I so vehemently enforce, she very quietly and softly pushed me to the side and headed for the kitchen.
Well, this momma isn’t gonna stand for something as outrageous as someone coming in her house and doing her child’s chores! I have rules, ya know!
I tackled her down to the ground, for I am a good wrestler, and we started pummeling
each other, even as she beat on me with her purse and hat, she had this calm engaging look to her face, you could even say it looked heavenly!
She said, after we scrabbled, no one getting the upper hand, “you know, by you Jesse only knows condemnation, he knows that he will never make it up to your standards and he only finds himself frustrated and discouraged.
In me he finds the faith and kindness he has as a child of God, and the hope of a better Godly man he will become in the future.” “No one will win this match, Jesse needs both of us to see him thru.”
Well, needless to say, I was feeling a little convicted of my daunting rigid tasks I lay out of front of him every day. So I gave in and let her start cleaning, she knew exactly where the 409 was and the towels and she started in on the kitchen table and chairs, emptied the trash and recycling, and then off to your room, where she straightened up and fed the frogs some worms.
She was humming as she went along, while I sat on the porch, licking my wounds and nursing my hurt pride.
As she was finishing up, she walked over to me and said “all done” with a smile. I was a little more than perturbed by her intrusion and cheerful disposition, and I snapped at her “You know, you can’t just walk up in my house like this any time you darn well please and proceed to do my sons chores !”
She looked at me so lovingly and softly said “I will come when you least expect me, I will come when you least deserve me, and I WILL come when you most need me”
She headed toward the door and turned around one more time to see my mouth hanging open, smiled and said “By the way, my name is Grace”