Mother. Just the name evokes a flood of thoughts and memories. Childhood memories of a loving hand to bandage a skinned knee, and a magical kiss upon that bandage that made the pain fade away. The big smile and wild applause from the third row in the audience of a second grade school play, acknowledging my dramatic interpretation of a tree, a tree that spoke not a word. The bedtime stories and prayers where I learned that the Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
Sometimes I look at her blood stained Bible, which she took with
her to dialysis treatments in her latter days. There she shared her faith and
testimony with the other patients, being a blessing in her time of sickness.
Though she is with the Lord, her life and love remains in my heart.
Mother. I am doubly blessed that my child has the best
one, a Mother whose child is the center of her world. She’s a Mother who loves,
teaches, corrects shares, prays, plays, and focuses herself completely on the
health, welfare and happiness of her child. She’s a Mother who cries every year
on the first day of school after we put our daughter on the school bus. So to
cheer her up and get her mind off of it, I take her to breakfast at IHOP. It’s
hard to cry in your pancakes. She’s a role model our daughter will be
hard pressed to duplicate, though I know she will.
Mother. There are many wonderful Mothers in all our lives
and though we honor them every year, it seems inadequate considering what they
really deserve.
Mother. There once was a Mother so unique, so precious, that our
heavenly Father chose her to be the Mother of His only begotten Son. She was so
trusted that even though she was young, inexperienced, and poor, she was chosen
to Mother our Lord Jesus. Difficult circumstances was her lot in life, and yet
through unspeakable adversity, such as the death threat against her son by the
King, she poured herself into her son, who became the King of Kings and the
Lord of Lords.
It makes one wonder, what part of His determination; compassion,
patience, longsuffering, and love came from her influence on Him. We assume that
He received all of His attributes from His heavenly Father because He is the
Son of God. But He is also the Son of man, so we must not forget to honor His
Mother for being used of God the Father to instill many of those attributes.
Mother. She’s the one who pushed Jesus into His public
ministry by making Him do His first public miracle. John 2:1-11 describes how
He wasn’t prepared to turn the water into wine because He said that His time
had not yet come.
“This miraculous sign at Cana in Galilee was the first time
Jesus revealed his glory. And his disciples believed in him” (John 2:11
NLT).
Like us, He experienced that wonderful force of nature, a Mama
who knows best!
He acknowledged her and provided for her even during His torture
on the cross.
“When Jesus saw his mother standing there beside the disciple he
loved, he said to her, “Dear woman, here is your son.” And he said to
this disciple, “Here is your mother.” And from then on this disciple took her
into his home” (John 19:26-27 NLT).
Their love and devotion for each other didn’t end there.
As she prayed with the others in the upper room on the day of Pentecost, He
filled her with the Holy Spirit, and their relationship continues to this
day. She is an example to Mothers, as He is an example to Sons and
daughters.
Mother. Love her. Cherish her. Honor her. She
deserves it!
