I want to write a reflection on Mother's Day and have been sitting at my computer staring at the screen. I was trying to remember when I first started realizing that Motherhood must be a very special calling. A few minutes ago I recalled a Lawrence Welk special I watched that was dedicated to mothers. I watched his show as a child on Saturday night and at some point in the program a song was sung using the acrostic about MOTHER beginning with "M is for the million things she gave me." I thought I might use it in this post and looked it up on the internet to find the rest of the words. I decided against it when I read, "O is that she's Only growing old."
I have looked at a few Mother's day cards this year, and found that many of them were written with a sense of humor. One such card showed a messy room and read, "Without you mother....I would be buried under five-hundred pounds of junk." Another one read:
Mom, I can't imagine life without you! I'd be eating candy from a stranger, Talking with my mouth full, Waving around sharp objects, While I sit too close to the TV In yesterday's underwear.
My mind seems to be full of little bits and pieces of what it is to be a mother. Maybe because today I've been busy all day being a mother. I shopped for items to pack for our trip to Cincinnati, and bought food to stock the refrigerator for next week while I am away. However I do want to slow down now at the close of the day to say Happy Mother's Day to all of the young mothers who will probably not get a chance to sit down tomorrow, and to all the empty nest mothers who may not get through the day without eyes glistening with the tender memories made long ago when their children lived at home. I especially want to say a special Happy Mother's Day to the all the mothers who spend time on their knees before God for the needs of their children. How precious that must be in the sight of God.