5-8-22
Today is a day set aside to honor mothers.
Not everyone is a mother but all of us Have mothers.
There are many types of mothers: good ones, bad ones, biological, spiritual even DEN mothers for the Cub Scouts among us
It’s been said that Mother’s Day is traditionally the day when children give something back to their mothers for all the Spit they produce while washing dirty faces, all the old gum they held in their hands, all the noses they wiped, and all the bloody knees they ‘made well’ with their kisses.
This is a day mothers are rewarded for washing sheets in the middle of the night, driving kids to school when they missed the bus, and enduring all those football and soccer games in the rain.
Mothers hold a very influential part in our lives.
I believe the greatest, most important job in the world is being a mother.
Mothers are teachers, disciplinarians, and cleaning ladies; some are gardeners and landscapers. Mothers are Doctors, Lawyers, Psychologists, and counselors– chauffeurs and coaches.
Mothers are peacemakers, Nurses, educators, accountants, and entertainers
Mothers are developers of personalities, and molders of attitudes.
Mothers are soft voices saying, ”I love you, it’s gonna be OK.”
Mothers are a LINK to GOD – they are the first impression of God’s love for us.
For all this and much, much more – we celebrate moms today.
Mother’s Day began as an early Christian festival in Europe called “Mothering Sunday” – and the faithful were called back to their original Mothe Church
It was designated to be on the 4th Sunday of Lent.
In the USA two women were integral to the celebration of Mother’s Day: Ann Jarvis and Julia Howe
Just before the Civil War, and although she had no children of her own, Ann Jarvis started “Mother’s Day Work Clubs to teach young mothers how to care for their children
These clubs became a unifying force in a region of the country still divided by the war.
In 1868, “Mother’s Friendship Day” began and both union and confederate soldiers gathered to promote reconciliation
1870 – Julia Howe wrote the “Mother’s Day Proclamation” which was a call to mothers to unite for world peace.
1914 Pres. Woodrow Wilson established the second Sunday in May as Mother’s Day, with no mention of reconciliation nor world peace.
Mothers are a conveyance of generational spiritual blessings and anointings: and a great catalyst in faith-building.
2 Timothy 1:4b-5 (TPT) “I’m filled with joy as I think of your strong faith that passed down through your family line. It began with your grandmother, Lois, who passed it on to your dear mother, Eunice. And it’s clear that you too are following in the footsteps of their godly example.”
Today, we’re gathered to make a public expression of our love and reverence for the mothers of our country. We love you moms!
End with a column written by Erma Bombeck:
On the Day Mothers Were Created
-Erma Bombeck
On the day God created mothers He had already worked overtime.
An angel said to Him, “Lord, you sure are spending a lot of time on this one.”
The Lord turned and said, ”Have you read the specs on this model? She is completely washable, but not plastic. She is to have 180 moving parts, all of them replaceable. She is to have a kiss that will heal everything from a broken leg to a broken heart.
She is to have a lap that disappears whenever she stands up. She is to be able to function on black coffee and leftovers. And she is supposed to have six pairs of hands.”
“Six pairs of hands!”, said the angel, “that’s impossible.”
“It’s not the six pairs of hands that’s the problem,” said the Lord, “It’s the three pairs of eyes.
She’s supposed to have one pair that sees through closed doors so that whenever she says, “What are you kids doing in there?” She already knows what they’re doing in there.
She has another pair in the back of her head to see all the things she’s not supposed to see. And she has one right in front that can look at a child and who goofed and communicate love and understanding without saying a word.”
“That’s too much”, said the angel, “You can’t put that much into one model. Why don’t you rest for a while and resume your creating tomorrow?”
“No, I can’t”, said the Lord, “I’m close to creating someone very much like myself. I’ve already come up with a model who can heal herself when she’s sick – and who can feed a family of six with one pound of hamburger and who can persuade a nine-year-old to take a shower.”
Then the angel looked at the model more closely and said, ”She’s too soft.”
“Oh, but she’s tough”, said the Lord, “You’d be surprised at how much this mother can do.”
“Can she think?” asked the angel “Not only can she think”, said the Lord, “but she can reason and compromise and persuade.”
Then the angel reached over and touched her cheek. “This one has a leak,” he said. “I told you, that you couldn’t put that much in one model.”
“That’s not a leak”, said the Lord, “That’s a tear.”
“What’s a tear for?” asked the angel.
“Well, it’s for joy and sadness, disappointment and for pride.”
“You’re a genius,” said the angel.
And the Lord said, “Oh. I didn’t put that there, it’ comes as part of the package.”
