Mom
Webster tells us Mom is one’s
Mother. What is Mother then? A female parent…a woman of authority; maternal
tenderness or affection. Maternal because a Mother’s love is just different. It
is there when she learns that she is nurturing a child in her womb, there when
it’s born, or lost. Tugging at her heartstrings with every little tug at her
skirts, with every scrape, bump and bruise, and with every reminder of the love
she holds for the child she carried.
A Mother’s love desires to protect,
nurture, grow and show discovery. It rejoices in milestones, accomplishments
and development of the person. It desires to see the best, cultivate the best
in the person of her child.
It causes the heart to break with every
heartache, hurt, illness or injury that cannot be taken or suffered themselves.
A Mother’s love longs to wipe away every tear, take away every hurt, heal and
nurture.
A Mother’s love is a love
experienced in no other relationship on this earth. Even when a Mother may not
exhibit that love, it is there, she had it from the beginning and will have it
until the end. It may just be wrapped in so many difficult circumstances and
resentful, selfish feelings that you can’t see it.
Isaiah 49:15
“Can a woman forget
her nursing child, that she should have no compassion on the son of her womb?”
To you Moms, whom I so admire and
appreciate, Happy Mother’s Day. Whether your children walk this earth today or
walk the floors of Heaven, you are Mom to someone. You are loved and admired
for the selfless dedication you show to your families and friends. May you be
honored and blessed today. :)
