Proverbs 31:21
She covered your ears and gave you your coat and checked your homework and made you practice the piano and set through all your ball games and recitals like they were the seventh game of the world series and a debut at Carnigie Hall. She nagged you to brush your teeth with words of wisdom like; “Be true to your teeth or they will be false to you.” She changed your diaper and cleaned up when you were sick and washed underwear no one else would touch without a chemical suit. And who do you think always cleaned the gunk out of the kitchen sink and bathtub drain?
She made sure you had the drumstick and your dad had the breast and acted like she preferred the wings. Her oatmeal cookies made you forget the beating you took from the neighborhood bully, or the slow rate of greeting card sales.
She listened to you and didn’t laugh when others would have mocked you. She believed in you when you didn’t believe in yourself and prayed for you even when you didn’t think you needed it. She made you think you could do things you were sure you couldn’t do. She was tough enough to call your bluff and discipline you and give you a sense of boundaries and the security that comes with it. She spanked you when “Spocking” was all the trend with lesser mothers. She knew when you needed a spanking or just a nap and she didn’t always give you candy though she longed to indulge you.
She was always waiting when you came in late. When you complained about it, she pretended to be asleep the way you always did when you wanted her to carry you in from the car after a long trip.
She read the Bible to you and read the Bible in front of you and did what mothers have to do to make sure the family is faithful in church. She made your dad a much better man than he ever would have been without her.
She mended clothes as a labor of love and it broke her heart to see how quickly you grew out of them. She knew you were only loaned to her from God and soon the house would fall silent again. She washed mountains of dishes and truckloads of laundry. She put up food on the hottest summer days and didn’t complain.
Her most sincere prayers were the ones she sent heavenward in gratitude for you. She filled your home with fragrance and beauty and music. The smell or her perfume and fresh-cut flowers, bacon for breakfast and Sunday roast.
Her eyes were bright and happy and full of life. She wept though, wept and worried a thousand times for you when no one ever knew.
She rose early on holidays so you could enjoy a festive meal and an enduring memory. She planned for days and worked for hours so that in a few minutes you could gulp it down and go watch football. You didn’t always thank her or help her with the dishes, but those meals have been a cherished memory for years.
She baked you special treats just to watch you eat them. Something inside made her happier the more you ate. (If you could see me you would know this made my mother a very happy woman).
She wore old dresses so you could have a new ball glove. She skipped vacations and second honeymoons so you could go to camp. She limited expenses for her hobbies so you could get your band instrument. She was happy with last year’s fashion so you could have this years tennis shoes.
She didn’t abandon the family when your dad was insensitive to her needs. She took the blame for your failures and stood back and let your dad have the glory for your successes.
And having done all these things and a thousand others that make mother a sacred word,
she still felt
she wasn’t the mother
she should
have
been.
-Article from KenPierpoint.com
Thank you Gail @ Raising Up A Godly Seed for sharing!
15 comments:
thank you for this, i almost cried.
I did cry....this is just what I needed to hear today, and what every mother and child needs to hear. Have a Blessed Day!
Hope
All I have ever wanted to be is a good wife and mother! This was a special post. Thanks so much for posting it.
And ...Merry Christmas sweet lady!
God Bless!
Linda @ Truthful Tidbits
That was so beautiful! Thank you for sharing~
That is so sad!
I just love your blog - always encouraging, challenging, and beautiful.
Wow June...
I read often and rarely comment, but this really touched me! Thank you for posting it!
Wow. Just wow. Thank you for sharing.
What a beautiful quote you've shared!
Merry Christmas to you and your family, June :o)
Thanks for sharing my little essay with others. I'm glad it was a blessing to you. Blessed Christmas, all.
Ken Pierpont
That was lovely.
Merry Christmas to you and yours!
Farrah from Georgia
WOW! This is very touching. I read through tears as it spoke to my heart. Just what I needed to read as I set down to prepare for the starting of school again. Oh, how hard it is to keep those priorities right.
Thank you for such a great post.
This was such an amazing and touching post. It almost brought tears to my eyes.
Oh wow, this is so good. It reminds me of my mother. And I hope my child can say this about me someday... he's due Feb. 1.
I thought this was beautiful and very true to my own mothering experiences... a mothers work is never done..and it is sometimes a thankless job..but I love being a mommy so very much. I posted this on blog also and gave the author and your blog credit and asked others to pass it on. Simple message to make us all think of our mothers and our own journey of being a true mommy.
With Love,
Jen
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