mother is all those wonderful things you never outgrow.
She makes a difference in so many lovely ways, the care,
patience she sows through her daily toils. From morning to night
through childhood ills, spills, and family drills with unseen
wings she multitasks through it all without complaint in her
gentle words of praise, or her boo-boo kisses and in the echo of
her wise advice; in the sense of family closeness and belonging
that she gives; in the caring life she lives she is the gardener
planting the seeds of faith, truth, and love that bloom into
flowers of character, virtue, happiness. A mother makes a
difference in the way she loves her children, in ways that others
see, in ways only that her children and family know. In her hands
the touch of comfort, in her heart the gift of sharing. When she
leaves the porch light on or picks your clothes up for the
umpteenth time, or tapes homemade decorations to the refrigerator
door, so many you cannot find the handle. She lives a life of
dedicated service, minus combat pay. In loving us, believing in
us, fighting for us, praying for us A mother knows, as she
tenderly holds a newborn and gazes in the face of hope, that her
child is destined for great things and full of endless
possibilities. A mother is love, no matter when, no matter where,
no matter what.
Lord, thank You for the wealth of love and joy You have
given me. Thank You for revealing to my heart the preciousness of
this time in my life.
Happy Mother’s Day!