MOTHER

A few months ago, I was in a position that I am again right now…. All I wanted to do was sit down, pull the keyboard closer and menacingly type my way through a tirade of thoughts about women.
Not just any woman is set to be my focus of discussion, but rather women who have been there… women who have traveled the distance… I mean… been to the so called “heaven”… those who have tasted the sweetness of a man…
Women who by chance…..stupidity…..mistake…..or by planning have lived the disfigurement brought about by bulging bellies.
Women who by patience…determination…strength…and a strong resolve endured the pains of childbirth.
Women who have experienced the good….the bad…the…ugly and the joy
Women who can be called MOTHERS.

Today….I’m drawing my keyboard closer… in preparation to tell you how wonderful mothers can be.

Mothers are a big influence in every child’s life. The love they give, the care, the sacrifices and the first word of a child ....“mummy”..... bears testimony to their impact.

Not surprisingly, the high esteem of the mother figure cuts across cultures, and it echoes in different parts of our communities… from India to the remote parts of Africa.

I am not writing to sell motherhood to you or even make you thing you owe your mum(s) anything…..because you might not…..rather I’m writing so you may know that I owe a lot to my mother …

“Remember the son of who you are” is a phrase I expect to hear whenever I speak to my mum….
But think about it…. Wouldn’t it be very depressing for me to remember who my mother is…..if she is very uncaring, unreasonable, lazy, and a bad role model.

Fortunately, I always want to remember “the son of whom I am”…..and it’s not just because I want to make her proud or be a good son…. Rather, it’s because “who she is” brings joy to my soul.
My mother is the best mum you can ever dream of…..ask my siblings…..
It’s not because she’s fabricated in a “school for mothers”….Instead…. She has taken the time out to engrave her children into her own existence…. Not only her, all good mothers do the same.

At this point I stand to acknowledge many more mothers like mine that are in this world… Numerous they are and on behalf of their children… I say thank you for putting smiles on our faces… because we do love you.

QUALITIES OF A GOOD MOTHER (Proverbs 31 vs. 10 – 31)

A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies. Her husband has full confidence in her and lacks nothing of value. She brings him good, not harm, all the days of her life. She selects wool and flax and works with eager hands. She is like the merchant ships, bringing her food from afar.

She gets up while it is still dark; she provides food for her family and portions for her servant girls. She considers a field and buys it; out of her earnings she plants a vineyard. She sets about her work vigorously; her arms are strong for her tasks. She sees that her trading is profitable, and her lamp does not go out at night.

In her hand she holds the distaff and grasps the spindle with her fingers. She opens her arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy. When it snows, she has no fear for her household; for all of them are clothed in scarlet. She makes coverings for her bed; she is clothed in fine linen and purple. Her husband is respected at the city gate, where he takes his seat among the elders of the land. She makes linen garments and sells them, and supplies the merchants with sashes.

She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue. She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness.
Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her:

"Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all." Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised. Give her the reward she has earned, and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.

Mother, today I arise and call you blessed.