Let's honor those
Christian mothers who:
~~ate half of what they
wanted because money was tight and there wasn't enough to go around
~~displayed cardboard and glitter decorations in prominent places in
their homes as if they were original Rembrandts
~~were as thrilled with roses made out of Kleenex as they would have been
with a florist's bouquet
~~sacrificed huge chunks of their time in booster clubs, PTA's, and the
like on behalf of all the moms who didn't have the time (and for all the
children who had moms who didn't care)
~~read the same story books twice every night for two years even though
they were bored out of their skulls
~~ate an entire box of marzipan even though they hated the taste just
because their child bought it for them
~~stayed up all night holding a bowl under a sick child's chin while
suppressing the urge to throw up themselves
~~sat in more bleachers than people with season tickets to professional
sporting events in order to support their child
~~stayed up late cleaning, sewing, and/or ironing a special item of
clothing
~~got up real early to make sure their child got up on time and had a
good breakfast
~~drove to the school to drop off a forgotten lunch pail, homework
assignment, permission slip, or snack for a class party
~~shoveled up dog poop that should have fallen under the promise, "If you
get me a dog I'll take care of it!"
~~stayed up four hours (or longer) after their bedtime to re-type a
school report that was accidentally deleted from the computer, that was
ruined when a glass of milk overturned, or that blew out the car window
~~bought carpet they didn't like because it had the colors of spilled
Kool-Aid, spilled milk, and dirty feet already in it
~~came to the conclusion that pretty dishes, knick knack collections, and
fragile heirlooms were not as important as having healthy, happy, and
active children
~~alternated mopping up blood and bending over in order not to faint
~~never had any cash in their wallets for themselves
~~never saw a television movie all the way through
~~cried every time their child left home, even if it was just for a few
days
~~repressed the urge to cringe and grimace at their child's elementary
school band concerts
~~forced themselves to dish out tough punishment because they knew it was
in the best interest of their child
~~said, "No," when they longed to see the smile that would appear on
their child's face if they said, "Yes," because they knew that they were
doing the best thing for their child by saying, "No."
~~tried to make peace between brothers and sisters, brothers and
brothers, sisters and sisters, or husbands and children
~~couldn't thoroughly enjoy their night out or their vacation because
they were thinking about their children
~~missed an entire movie, play, or performance because they had to take
their crying baby outside so as not to disturb anyone else
~~continued to do the laundry, cook the meals, take care of the children,
and hold down the fort when they had a 102 degree temperature because it
all had to get done
There is only one thing that is similar to a mother's love for her child
and that is God's love for His children. A mother would gladly sacrifice
her life for the life of her child. A mother's love is unconditional. She
loves her child even when her child says, "I hate you, Mom!" She loves
her child even when her child is in jail for committing a crime. She
loves her child even when her child lies to her. No matter what her child
does, that flame of unconditional love never goes out.
A mother knows that her prayers will be heard so, through all
circumstances, continues to pray for her child. She also nurtures the
hope that her child will achieve success and happiness. She finds God's
will for her child and focuses on that instead of focusing on what she
sees taking place in front of her eyes.
A mother knows that God loves her child more than she does and that He
will take care of that child. So, as her child leaves her care, she
lovingly carries that child right up to the throne of God and places her
beloved child in His lap and turns the care over to His watchful eye.
Then, although she doesn't want to think about it, knows that even if her
child is removed from this earth that God had a good reason for it. She
knows that it will only be a matter of time before she is able to see her
child again in that beautiful place where the angels sing continuous
praise to our precious Lord.
Author:
Kay Meyerett
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