I remember my mother's prayers and they have always followed me.
They have clung to me all my life. ~Abraham Lincoln
One day a year families try as they might to honor the mother's in their lives...but what gift can you give to someone who cleaned up after you, put up with your crying as a child, tantrums as a toddler, and tolerated the rolling eyes of a teenager? There is no gift that is good enough. It doesn't exist.
The gift I have tried to give is one of a life well lived. This is a gift that comes everyday, not just one day a year.
In recent months, I realized one of the difficulties of being a mother when we lived with a family for a number of months. The only way I can describe it is, that once you have a child a mother has to live the rest of her life with her heart walking around outside of her body.
I know that my mom loves her children dearly. I know she raised me to believe that God designed me for a purpose. She dedicated my life to Kingdom purposes while still in gestation and then did the best she could to point me to God. I am eternally grateful for that gift.
Happy Mother's Day to all the momma's out there.
just Sheri, my mother's daughter
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