Psalms 127:3 – Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His reward.
Proverbs 22:6 – Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.
The words of king Lemuel, the prophecy that his mother taught him.
What, my son? and what, the son of my womb? and what, the son of my vows?
Give not thy strength unto women, nor thy ways to that which destroyeth kings.
It is not for kings, O Lemuel, it is not for kings to drink wine; nor for princes strong drink:
Lest they drink, and forget the law, and pervert the judgment of any of the afflicted.
Give strong drink unto him that is ready to perish, and wine unto those that be of heavy hearts.
Let him drink, and forget his poverty, and remember his misery no more.
Open thy mouth for the dumb in the cause of all such as are appointed to destruction.
Open thy mouth, judge righteously, and plead the cause of the poor and needy.
Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.
The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil.
She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life.
She seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands.
She is like the merchants’ ships; she bringeth her food from afar.
She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens.
She considereth a field, and buyeth it: with the fruit of her hands she planteth a vineyard.
She girdeth her loins with strength, and strengtheneth her arms.
She perceiveth that her merchandise is good: her candle goeth not out by night.
She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.
She stretcheth out her hand to the poor; yea, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy.
She is not afraid of the snow for her household: for all her household are clothed with scarlet.
She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple.
Her husband is known in the gates, when he sitteth among the elders of the land.
She maketh fine linen, and selleth it; and delivereth girdles unto the merchant.
Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come.
She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness.
She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.
Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.
Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all.
Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised.
Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.
Every Mother’s Day, what means something to me, is remembering and honoring my own Mom. Although she departed for her Heavenly Home in 2005, not a day goes by when something reminds me of her. The Springtime brings glorious blooms and fragrances. Summer comes upon us quickly, as the white beaches and warm ocean invite us to walk along the shore. The Fall decorates the trees with vibrant colors. As we move toward Winter, there are lights galore to enjoy as we celebrate the season’s festivities
.My Mom found something special in every season, and that was only part of what made her special to me.
The pretty blossoms made her happy, walking along the seashore, taking in the colorful leaves and riding around, admiring decorations, no matter what, she was agreeable and would find something she enjoyed in situations.
Even though her parents divorced when she was eight and she was widowed with six children at fifty, she did not let her circumstances dim her view of life, as I ever observed, her faith in Christ only seemed to strengthen over time. Mom was a friend to so many, and volunteered to help anywhere she was needed. All that being said, the Lord, in His Goodness, chose to knit me together in her womb!
I have much to be thankful for this Mother’s Day. I’ve been blessed with a sweet husband, three wonderful, generous, precious. intelligent children (and Son-in-Law), three (almost 4), darling grandchildren, a 95 year old Mother-in-Law, more than I could ever list and most of all, deserve. Something I will never understand, yet forever appreciate, is God’s gift that I was trusted to the care of Katherine Wilson and that Brittney, Courtney and Charles were entrusted to me.
To all, if your mother has passed, praise God for the time you had. If your mother is still around, praise Him for the time you have!
Thank You for this day when we acknowledge mother
sPlease forgive our sins against You, others and ourselves
You created us to be in a particular homeYou determined who our parents would be
And other members of this earthly family
Where and when we were born is all Your Perfect Design
Thank You for those of us who were or are blessed with godly mothers
Who depended upon You and showed us by their lifestyle
What it meant to love and trust in You
Mothers who prayed for us
Who loved us enough to teach us about you
Mothers who sincerely loved and served the Lor
For those who did not have that particular situation
May Your blessing be upon them as well
You know where there is blessing and where there is lacking
You fill voids, no human possibly could
You gave a young lady the willingness to carry the Christ Child
She gave birth to Jesus and she watched as He grew
Until He hung on the cross, giving
His life for those who would believe
The Son she delivered was her Deliverer As He is ours
Thank You, Lord, for things we are yet to understand
In Your Holy Name, Jesus,
credits: Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Scriptur
Katherine Wilson,, Jonathan, Brittney, Courtney, Charles, Sam, Katherine, Kenneth, Alexandria, baby boy
Extended family and friends