Today is Mother's Day. It's a day when we find something special to do for our Moms, to let them know how much we appreciate them and their efforts. They, most of them anyway, deserve the praises and honors we shed on them. No one is perfect, but most of us will acknowledge that the woman we call our mother is the most perfect choice for us.
I can, and I have, written about my Mom and some of the stories of her that I recall with appreciation. The fact of the matter is, there are not enough words in the human language to say how blessed I am that this humble, giving woman is my own Mom. We have shared everything for 66 years, both good times and bad ones. She's never disowned me, regardless of how frustrating I was to deal with. I will never disown her, either, regardless of how stubborn and determined she can be. She taught me to be a strong woman, and I've was infiltrated with some of her stubbornness, so there are times when we are too much alike and things
can be a bit of a struggle. However, the older I get, the more I realize that everything that she is is what I want to be in my own life.
is a wonderful example, has always been to us, her children. I pray
that she has rubbed off on me, or will, during the years I have left. I
long to be such an example to those who know me, and that they might
learn along the way that we all must be patient, compassionate,
understanding, giving...and forgiving.... people, in order to make our
way peaceably through a difficult world of many different personalities
and ways of life.
What can I say? Not much more
than 'Thank You, Lord for the blessing of this woman in my life, this
one who has taught me so much along the way. And Thank You, dear Mom,
for all you have put up with over the years, all you have given to so
many, all that you do still, to show us what a good servant of the Lord
looks like.' As I said earlier, there are not enough words ......