Judith Ann Sager was born on 7/10/1938 to Royce and Evelyn Sager. She is the second of 6 children. She had a very humble childhood as my grandparents were very poor. She is filled with awesome tales of childhood. She lived with an aunt and uncle for a time when my grandparents couldn’t afford to take care of all the kids. She was so loved by that aunt and uncle they had a hard time giving her back to my grandparents when their income improved. She spent many summers with the same aunt and uncle.
She was a precocious child, strong willed, loyal, and devoted to her sisters, particularly Karen and Linda. When she was old enough to have a job, she spent all of her money on buying her sisters pretty dresses, taking care of them just like the good mother she would become. Hers was a tumultuous home life as my grandparents didn’t know the Lord and spent most of their married life fighting.Despite the issues of home life, she was a devoted daughter to her parents, working and helping to support everyone at home.
My mom was introduced to the Lord when she was a child. My grandparents sent there girls to Catholic school for a time and they each pursued God from there.
When she was 18, she met my dad at a skating rink. My dad was dark and handsome and mysterious. He told her up front he had spent time in jail because he didn’t want to have any secrets from her. When she told her sister Connie all he had said, Connie scoffed and told her he was probably making it all up to look like a cool bad boy. The stories were all true. She fell head over heels for my dad and at the age of 20 she married and became Mrs. Robert V. Anderson. They were married in a small protestant church.
Five years later I was born. 🙂 My mom thought it was very important for us to go to church. For 16 years we went to church most every Sunday. Then my dad died and we fell away. You can read the rest of how that turned out by clicking on the Once I Was Lost link above.
This Mother’s Day, I want to thank my mom for being the constant, loving, devoted, loyal support of my life. I wouldn’t be the person I am without her. Despite all the years I wandered in the wilderness, I have her to thank for introducing me to the Lord. Because of her love, I was able to run back into the arms of my Savior. I owe my salvation in part to her. My prayer for my mom is she would realize, like I did, how much Jesus loves her and return to the Lord with everything she has because I have no doubt He is waiting for her with open arms!
Thanks Mom!!! I love you!!!