Good Folks, it is Friday, October 23, 2015. The last few weeks have been a roller coaster of events and emotions. It seemed like a moment ago that several of us got on a plane and flew to the country of Panama. It was while we were returning from the airport to come back home that I received a text from my brother informing me that my mother was being taken to the hospital. Five days later my mother, Marcela Berlanga Alegria, at the age of 88 years four months and 11 days, rested in eternal peace and presence with God.
Mom is missed. We celebrated her life in two worship moments the following Monday night and Tuesday morning in Corpus Christi, Texas. I want to thank the church for your outpouring of cards, emails and texts, of prayers and affection to me and my family. Thank you!
Mom was always present in as many events in our lives as she could attend. She witnessed me cross the stage of graduation four times, present on the first Sunday of every appointment except for Duncanville. [Her health did not permit her to travel on that weekend.] Before databases, mom’s memory was to be called upon for phone numbers, birthdays, anniversaries, genealogies and the like. She was a warehouse of information.
Mom worked beside dad at the fish market for almost 40 years. She was the smile behind the fish counter. She fried many fish fillets, shrimp and oysters. She boiled shrimp for customers and even raised my sister Elizabeth in her playpen in the office. She raised a total of six children, five that survive her. She was married to my dad for 46 years, and he has been gone 21 years now, along with my sister, Virginia – 13 years now.
Mom was a woman of deep faith. I remember her mentioning that she had recruited the ladies of the church to pray for her children. Although she prayed and read her Bible daily, she wanted an extra measure of grace for her children.
I thank God for my mother. She loved and was loved. Mom fought the good fight, she finished the race and she kept the faith. Christ has given her the crown of righteousness. (2 Timothy 4: 7-8) What I saw of mom, she began wearing that crown way before she took her last breath. For mom, eternity with her Lord began decades ago when she said yes to her Savior.
Love you mom.
Your beloved son,