20 years ago, my mom died. I still remember her smile and her laugh and her yelling at the Redskins on TV like it was yesterday.

Most importantly, I still remember how devoted she was to God, how fervently she prayed, how hard she worked to pass that devotion along to her kids, and how much she loved everybody that came into her circle.

So… today, if you have a mind, you can read the chapter that God put in the Bible about my mom. It’s at the very end of Proverbs…