A Devoted Mother
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. Honor her for all that her hands have done, and let her works bring her praise at the city gate [Prov 31:30-31]
A teacher at school put this question to little Johnny in math class, Johnny, suppose your mother made a cherry pie, and there were ten of you at the table: your mother and father and eight children. How much of the pie would you get? Johnny answered: One-ninth. No, no, James. Thank again. There are ten of you in the home. Don’t you know your fractions? Yes, ma’am, he replied, I know my fractions, but I know my mother even better, and she’d say that she didn’t want any pie. All of us who have been blessed to know the love of a mother can remember her countless unselfish acts of devotion. Mothers are…
Blowers of noses and washers of ears,
Smoothers of bumped spots and wipers of tears.
Scrubbers of dishes and wielders of mops,
Grandmas for dollies and winders of tops.
Helpers with lessons and makers of beds,
Shakers of dust clothes and combers of heads.
Tellers of stories and readers of books,
Judges and juries of conduct and looks.
Doctors for heartaches and hearers of prayers,
Generals, directing all family affairs.
Tenders of home fires and builders of men,
Oh, for the gift of an adequate pen!
I am sure you all agree – there is no adequate pen nor are there adequate words to express how much we owe our mothers for their hard work, nourishing words and loving deeds. God Bless You Richly, Mothers!
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