“Mother’s Day
Is Remembrance Day” by Helen Steiner Rice; We
pause on the path of the year To pay honor and worshipful tribute To the Mother
our heart holds dear… For, whether here or in heaven, Her love is our haven and
guide, For always the memory of Mother Is a beacon light shining inside… Time
cannot destroy her memory And years can never erase The tenderness and the
beauty Of the love in a Mother’s face… And, when we think of our Mother, We
draw near to God above, For only God in His Greatness Could fashion a Mother’s
Love.
Nations rise
and fall, empires prosper or crumble, and men are stirred to great accomplishments
or driven to shameful failure often because of the influence of a wife or a
mother. The wise poet William Ross Wallace has properly said, “The hand that
rocks the cradle, is the hand that rules the world.” For most women, motherhood
is a great privilege, a crowning joy and a sublime fulfillment. Perhaps the
greatest privilege of motherhood is that of sharing and giving. No one shares
and gives as a mother does. She shares her body with another in order to
conceive. She shares it again with her unborn child. Then she shares her time,
energy and talent with her child after it is born in order to meet its needs
enabling it to grow and develop. But most of all, she shares her heart and her
love as she weeps, laughs, sorrows and rejoices with her child through the
months and years of infancy, youth, adolescence and adulthood. Motherhood,
while being a great privilege, also involves obligation. No task on earth
requires more dedication, greater skill or fuller commitment. Her
responsibilities demand devotion to the highest ideals and patient perseverance
over long years of time. Her task is formidable because there is no human
obligation that is less adaptable to substitution than motherhood. You can
substitute for the teacher, policeman, governor and most anyone else but no one
has found an adequate substitute for your mother’s love. The greatest writers
and speakers of the ages have tried to capture the fullness of motherhood but all
have failed to maximize it.
[Proverbs
31:10-31] The collection of wise sayings assembled by Solomon and written
through inspiration of God was “…to give prudence to the simple, knowledge and
discretion to the young” (1:4), and to make the wise even wiser (1:5). The book
of Proverbs is unique in a way that it has 31 chapters – just enough to fulfill
a Bible reading of one chapter per day each month – what’s the date – read that
chapter. I also find it fitting that the book would end in remembrance to “The Wife
of Noble Character;” “The Virtuous Wife;” “The Woman Who Fears the Lord” each
sub-titles to the last section of Chapter 31, depending on translation style,
that after all the wisdom had been presented we should be reminded to honor the
woman God gave to man as a help-mate, not forgetting the qualities she has been
blessed with. Only in Scripture do we see the blessedness of a good mother
fully described. “Her children rise up
and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her; ‘Many women have
done excellently but you surpass them all.’ Charm is deceitful, and beauty is
vain, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.” Happy and blessed
is the home and the children of a loving mother – one devoted to her husband,
children and the Lord. Let us thank God if our home is so blessed. Happy Mother’s
Day - here and in heaven. Amen.
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