Thank you to my daughters who try so hard to show how much they love me. What beautiful mothers you are, you have outshone me.
Mum! if I could be with you I would give you the most beautiful day and treat you like a Queen. Days like today I miss you so much.
Just because you ignore me
Or forget me
Doesn’t make me any less your mother
I hold you in my heart
I dream about you
Nobody can take away the memory of each of you in my arms.
The first cry,
The laughter you gave me,
You are as real to me now as you ever were.
You are my sons forever
I am your mother,
Doesn’t depend upon what you say
Or if you never come back.
Happy Mothers Day
To my three sons.
Thank you for being my children and giving me the opportunity to learn what true love and sacrifice is about.
To my ‘ABBA Father’ Thank you that when I have no one to hold, none to comfort me, nobody who understands, I can run into your loving embrace, you are closer than a mother, a brother a lover.
I wouldn’t be able to face life without you.
Thank you for using my children to teach me how my actions toward you have hurt your loving heart.
Teach me to love better, live better and while your teaching me, please heal the wounds, repair the breach.
Unto Him who is able, I say
I pray tonight for mothers everywhere who don’t know where their loved ones are. For those of us who have children who are living in darkness. For those who didn’t get a chance to say goodbye.
I have met mothers who have lost adult children through brutal or shameful death. Their pain is deep and words cannot ease it. On my worst days, when I am tempted to fear, I remember that while they are here on earth there is still time to pray God to snatch them back.
I know I have used this many times over the years as my reference point. And I feel for these mothers it’s a good reminder that prayer for our children is vital.
This is what the LORD says: “A voice is heard in Ramah, mourning and great weeping, Rachel weeping for her children and refusing to be comforted, because they are no more.” Jeremiah 31:15.
Be glad for every day that you can hold those little ones close to you and don’t be afraid, as I was to chasten them, for fear of losing them. You lose them anyway.
The Lord chastens everyone He loves and it’s for our own protection.