Mom

 


On May 9, 2016 I was thinking about that every year in May we celebrate our moms and what amazing women they are.  I know that not everyone has had the greatest mom growing up, or they were not in their life, but often there are woman figures in our lives that can replace that role of a mother.

I love my mom very much as she has always been so kind, sweet, caring and loving to us kids.  I remember when I was little my oldest brother would tease me that there were crocodiles in the basement.  I would be stepping down the stairs when he would close the door on me and I would scream as I ran up the stairs.  My mom would be there to calm me down and let me know that there are no crocodiles in the basement.  She would turn the lights on and walk down the stairs with me and show me that it was a normal basement. 

I appreciated that my mom could reassure me about what was the truth and what was a little lie my brother was making up to tease me.  I found when I heard the truth spoken from my mom in the little things, I would believe her when more important things like her telling me ‘she loves me’ were said.

I remember when I was younger my mom would read to me one of the stories that I liked which was Curious George.  The monkey named George always seemed to get into trouble, and his owner would have to come and fix everything.  It was fun to hear what mischief he would get into.  The only thing about this children’s book is that it was a long book.  I would sit there excitedly as my mom would read to me about George and all of a sudden everything would go quiet.  I didn’t understand what was going on.  Then I would look at my mom and she had fallen asleep.  I would say “mom you didn’t finish the story!” She would wake up and say sorry and would continue on reading to the end.

When I think about it now, I think it’s cute that she would fall asleep mid-way through a children’s book as she needed a nap.  I’m not a mother yet, but I’m sure one day something like that will happen to me and I’ll think it’s ok, as moms need to take time for themselves too.

Another great thing about my mom was that she could be a mom to other people.  I had a friend who lived in the neighbourhood and one time as she was talking to my mother she said that her step-mother called her an accident.  My mom said “oh no you weren’t an accident, you were a surprise.”  My friend perked up and had this huge smile on her face as my mom showed her that she was important.

As I mentioned before I am not a mother, but I hope to be one someday.  I have seen what an amazing mother my mom is and it gets me excited for motherhood.  I can only hope that I would be half as great at being a mother as my mom is.

I think it’s important to cherish and celebrate our mothers or mother like figures in our lives as they have done so much for us.  I think God created mothers so that we would first learn about His love through her.  I thank all the mothers out there for being incredible women for all of us.

Patricia <3 J

 

Ezekiel 19:2     What was your mother? A lioness!  Among lions she crouched; in the midst of young lions she reared her cubs.

 

Here’s a song about feeling shattered and in a struggling place like you haven’t been before.  You worry that you won’t get back to where you used to be.  But remember to tell your heart to beat again and close your eyes and breathe and let that shadow fall away, as you step into our Lord’s light, and say goodbye to where you’ve been as He can bring you to where you need to be, through His loving healing ways.

  And know that your story is far from over and your journey is just beginning. Let any heartbreak and scar be a reminder of when and who carried you so far, His Love sees you so much father then you could imagine and for your good.

 

“Tell Your Heart To Beat Again” by Danny Gokey

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F77v41jbOYs&list=PL3whQX319DaB37iB8NZpJe206iSdpe3kc&index=135

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