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Sunday, August 29, 2021

MaMa

MaMa

Around 18 yrs. ago, when we were at our first church, my daughter started a babysitting job.  We met the baby, his name was Jackson.  I’m not sure how old he was when he became part of our lives.  I think he was 6 weeks old.  It was my daughter’s babysitting job but we all watched him.  

We watched him every week but not on the weekends.  We didn’t normally watch him on the holidays, either.

Both my daughters called me mom.  Jackson from six weeks old heard my girls call me mom.

Every day he heard them call me mom, so he called me mom.  I explained to Jackson, do not call me mom, because I’m not your mom.  So then, Jackson didn’t know what to call me.  I didn’t want him to call me Susan, because I wanted for him to learn respect.  I didn’t want him to call me Mrs. Nikitenko because, it was too formal for seeing him every single day, except weekends.  I told him to call me Mama Sue, Sue, because, I was a mom to my daughters who were watching him.  I chose Sue, sue because my cousins called my mom, Aunt Sue, Sue.   I chose the name “Mama Sue Sue, because I was a mother figure there and I was teaching him respect.  

 

Now…I never heard that before anywhere else, I pretty much just made it up. I just came up with the name: Mama Sue Sue.

 

Somebody made a big deal about Jackson calling me Mama Sue Sue. I really didn't hear anything about it until we weren't there anymore.  Like it was bad for me to teach him to call me, MaMa Sue Sue.  As a matter a fact all of a sudden there was Mama Krysta and Mama Everyone.  So, a new thing was started.  

 

An interesting thing, in the Philippines of all places.  When my sister Teresa had some work to do in the Philippines.  She was teaching a class full of Filipinos.  They became very close and they showed her a lot of respect and love.  She said they were very protective of her.  They kept on calling her an interesting thing.

They called her Mama Teresa. 

 

My mother and I were on the phone and my mother started telling me how she and dad, chose very unusual names for each one of us children.  At that time, in 1956 - the 1960s, the names she chose were rarely heard, or not at all.  During the conversation, that we had, I said something about Mother Teresa.  My sister immediately, got on the phone because she wanted to share with me a story about her trip to the Philippines. 

 

Her students continued to address her as Mama Teresa,  Mama Teresa this, and Mama Teresa that.  She told them, please do not call me mama.  I am not your mom.  Then someone explained that calling her Mama Teresa was a way to show her respect.  She said she loved them for their sweet spirits.  She will never forget the great respect and honor they displayed to her while she was teaching in the Philippines.

 

I wonder if this is the rest of the story.

 

Susan Y Nikitenko

August 29, 2021 ©

Just a note: Sue Sue is not oriental,  it's just the name my cousins called my mom when they were little.  


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Friday, August 27, 2021

Colors Of Blessing

I wrote this in 2009 and updated it in 2010



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My Grandchildren

Colors Of Blessing

By: Susan Y Nikitenko 2009©
Revised 2010©

Could the angels have special jobs;
Like painting leaves of fall?
Can’t mighty God do anything?
He has created all.

Perhaps angels spread forth their wings;
To paint the swirls of fall.
Upon the trees of mountain tops;
And on the forests tall.

A swish of orange, a splash of gold;
A whirl of autumn red.
Every creature great and small;
I’m sure would lift their head.

From tree to tree each color grows;
and spreads across the land.
A gift from God to be enjoyed;
Made by his perfect hand.

Each angel flying here and there;
Spreading colors of joy.
And when leaves flutter to the ground;
It makes a rainbow toy. - (A pile of leaves)

Children jumping, children laughing;
In the colorful mounds.
Up pops a smiling little face;
With all the fun-filled sounds.

And like a child I too will laugh;
I’ll jump right in with glee.
And enjoy these lovely blessings;
He’s given you and me.

Orange leaves of family laughter;
Red leaves a promise of grace.
Yellow a golden forever;
In the arms of God's embrace

I’m not too old to play in leaves;
Too old to have some fun.
I’ll roll around and giggle too;
     and I’ll have joy in God's Son.   

For He fills my heart with laughter;
He is so good you see.
He’s painted this, a lovely world;
 It is inside of me.   
                              
Jumping daily in His presence;
A colorful array.
Jump into Joy, Jump into peace;
By trusting Him every day.

Jump happily, into kindness;
Jump with glee into love.
Be content and be hopeful;
Looking to Him above.

Leave a lasting essence of hope;
To all eyes watching you.
A rainbow of blessings awaits;
Come, jump into it too.


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-I wrote this poem as a reaction to something else I read. I started thinking about my children when they were little. I was missing my small children because they were growing up. 
I was thinking of having another child. I was also thinking about children who are in heaven. Years ago, someone had lost a baby and I was talking to her and God gave me something to say.
I told her, "I believe God gives babies special jobs in heaven." That was the first time I ever heard that.. out of my own mouth. I remembered that when I wrote this poem. God gives us joy through our sorrow..when we trust Him. He's our comforter. God's Son, is finding Jesus Christ... and teaching my children about Him. I was wanting the reader to get the picture of what I was talking about and the feeling that comes along with loving your children and playing with them.  We can have fun teaching children about God's Son.  Through games and fun activities.  After all, the most important thing to teach your children is about God and his Son.  


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