daily devos


Twenty-five years ago last Sunday, my mother left this earth. I felt privileged to sit next to her and hold her hand and sing to her as she made that transition. It’s a day I’ll never forget. A hospital bed was set up in her family room, which featured an entire wall—floor to ceiling—of books. She was a self-taught theologian, so her books ranked right up there next to her family in importance. Just before she slipped into that final coma, I asked her to point out the books on the shelves that meant the most to her. Without hesitation, she pointed to a series of J.N. Darby, a series of Arthur Custance, and her set of daily devotional books.

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When it came time to divide up the family treasures, I used my “inside” information to snag those particular books. I’m the youngest of my parents’ three children, so you can see I learned to use my wiles in creative ways. I hauled those books and a bunch of other stuff from Florida to Michigan.


Thankfully we had a big shelf in our living room to display treasures. Notice the books are not exactly accessible. But they look nice.


Fast forward 19 years. The Darby and Custance books are boxed in the attic and the devotional books are gathering dust on our bookshelf. (dust clearly visible on bookend)

Josh Reid devo request

My Facebook friend posted this today. Well…it’s like my mother’s devo collection has been waiting around for such a time as this, though I’m pretty sure she’d rather her daughter chose to actually read her books. Hmmm.

I’ve been releasing attachments for a while now, so this will be easy. Besides, wouldn’t I rather know high schoolers are reading her beloved books than watching them decay on my shelf?

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So photos will suffice.

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In fact, it turns out I’m more attached to the inscriptions.

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The Cooks—dear friends from the past. This has been hidden inside one of those books all these years?

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I might have to keep this bookmark, which will leave a curious stain on the pages. Oh well.

So, Josh—where can I drop off your “new” books? I can’t imagine a better way to celebrate my mom’s 25 years in heaven.


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My friend Janet from Michigan read my post and wanted to share in the joy of passing along books for Josh’s classroom bookshelf. So she mailed this beautiful copy of “My Utmost for His Highest” that she said was one of a few left over from a media event at Radio Bible Class, where she works. Beyond the in-this-together beauty this illustrates, I find great joy when one of my former lives (I have several) merges with my present life. Thanks, Janet!

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5 Responses to daily devos

  1. Janet Strokosch says:

    Sherry…I’ll send you an “My Utmost…” for Josh. I sorta have a connection here in Michigan. I love you and your posts. Prayers for you as you miss and remember your mom…I will do the same.

  2. elizabeth says:

    you should keep the inscriptions and consider framing them!!!!!

    also, it’s awesome you’re letting go of these books, what trust!

  3. Ridge says:

    Ohh, ohhh, SPRINGS IN THE VALLEY, a classic and the bearded one would die for the Murray one. We have our own HUGE collection of devotionals and 3 shelves full of missionary bios and another wall full of Christian classic writings. I can only imagine Jessi following in your footsteps one day!

  4. What a mom you had! Such a love for the Lord, her family and her special relationship with her brother. My the talks they must be having in Heaven. I still have many of my Dad’s books. I’m still not ready to part with any. But they have gathered a little dust.
    Have a great day!

  5. Ron Staples says:

    You are a special lady, and Josh is a worthy recipient of your gifts.

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