The Gift of Mother...Wrapped up in Time

The Gift of Mother,,,

Wrapped up in Time.

There are many things in this life that grow more precious with time.

Many things that we take for granted in our younger years, shine more brightly in our hearts as the years pass by. Like a gem that is polished over time.

It is not that we do not love and appreciate them in our youth. Not at all.

A mother's presence, her reassuring touch, her encouraging words, her loving help, her tender care, her wonderful example, all serve to define and shape us. They are foundational with amazing ability to impact and form a young child's perspective on life and themselves.

The gift of a God fearing mother can not be over emphasized.

The gift of a praying mother can not be overestimated.

The gift of a caring mother can not be over appreciated.

The gift of a loving mother can not be over played.

For many, their dear mothers have passed onto their Heavenly reward.

May their precious memories be a source of consolation and gratefulness and may the Lord grant peace and comfort.

But for those of us, still blessed to have our mothers...

Let's thank our God.

And lets thank our moms.

Not just on Mother's Day, but often.

May we appreciate the beautiful gifts and gems that they are...

Ones that shines even more brightly, when wrapped in the perspective of time.

"Her children rise up and call her blessed;" Proverbs 31:28

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