Mother of Mine
Every one of us has a mother, or else we wouldn’t be here. For some of us our mother has gone on before, while we ourselves were still in infancy; for others our mother has remained with us longer, and she is still a precious memory. For many of us mother still abides, a present and a blessed joy. Then, alas, there are those whose mother is a disappointment and a heartache. But so great a place have mothers in the lives of all of us that a day has been set aside to give them due honor and tribute, a day called Mother’s Day.
Surely no matter what kind of a mother we have, she has had a place of influence in our life, it would seem, greater than all others. As Abraham Lincoln said, “All that I am I owe to my mother.’’ And it may be, alas, that there are many alcoholics or immoral people who can likewise say, “What I am I owe to my mother.”
Being a mother is a high calling – yes, being a father is too. But somehow or other while the father is away at work, the mother gets hold of the heartstrings at home, and molds the life she has brought forth more than we realize. That’s why we rejoice to give mother our highest tribute.
I’d love to write and tell the place my mother had in my life, but it would be of little interest to most people. Still she means everything to me. I am sure that many who read this can join with me and say, “Thank God for my mother!” and, if she is still living, “May His richest blessing rest upon her!” If she is living tell her so, for when she is gone you will wish that you had shown her still greater honor.
Maybe you who read this are a mother. What a high calling, what a responsibility! Can you fulfill it; are you to your children all that you should be? Are you setting them the example of honesty, purity, compassion, joy, strength of character? You can’t do this unless your heart is given to Jesus Christ, and He lives in you. Do your children see Him in you? They can’t see Him if He isn’t there. Have you taught them to pray, read God’s Word, and rejoice in the Lord? Will they say, “Thank God for my mother. Because of her I have not only physical life, but I have eternal life and victory in Christ Jesus my Saviour.” If your children cannot say this, open your heart to Him and let Him in now. It is not too late. He wants to come in. He says, “Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear My voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with Me.” Revelation 3:20
Let Him in; and even if your children are grown they will see, and they will know, and will rise up and call you blessed.