Remembering My Mom



My Mom Margaret E. Kellander March 24, 1942 - November 23, 2011
My Mom
Margaret E. Kellander
March 24, 1942 – November 23, 2011



I stood with my trembling mother, tears streaming down her cheeks, as she prayed with my pastor and welcomed Christ into her heart as her Savior. It truly was one of my life’s greatest moments.


Four years ago today, just two short years after that prayer, she was welcomed home into the arms of that Savior after losing a battle with cancer.


I’m so thankful that God had so graciously allowed me to be there that Sunday morning to witness that pivotal moment in my mother’s eternal destiny. He placed a yearning in my heart to pray for my mom’s salvation every single day for over nine years. With those prayers came an unwavering belief that she would come to trust and believe. I cannot describe in words the fire that God placed within my soul over this. I knew that I knew that He was going to bring her home one day.


Romans 5:5 says; “And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out His love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit whom He has given us.”

The red rose...Mom's favorite flower.
The red rose…Mom’s favorite flower.


Only recently, after a chat with one of my pastors, did I come to see that the yearning, the unwavering belief in my soul was the deep love that Jesus Christ had for my mom. I’m no Bible scholar and far from being an insightful theologian, but as I grow in my understanding I see more clearly God’s sovereignty is always at work. No matter how much I longed to know my mom was saved, Jesus longed for her even more and He had a plan!


Because of His great goodness, He allowed me to be a small part of His beautiful, magnificent plan in winning over my mom.

I cannot express the gratitude I feel. God is so good.

One of the last photographs taken of Mom.
One of the last photographs taken of Mom.

I miss my mom more and more every day. But, I have the sweet assurance of knowing that I will see her again as we sing praises to the Lord. Perhaps our new, transformed bodies will be better able to carry a tune.









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