Sunday, May 14, 2006

The Journey of A Mother

I received this via email a few weeks ago and immediately thought that this would be my Mother's Day post. What I woke up thinking today, was about the fact that no matter whether we have biological children, or if we have children in our lives which look to us as a mother figure...we're all mothers in this journey of life. Even when our children grow up and leave the nest, there will always be someone who needs a wing to come under for various reasons and we can be that wing for them.

So my wish for you today is that you will have a very blessed day and bask in His love and presence. Be thankful today for all the blessings He's bestowed upon you and at the chance to go out and experience life today!

Psalm 115:15
"May you be blessed by the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth."

The young mother set her foot on the path of life.
"Is this the long way?" she asked.
And the guide said "Yes, and the way is hard. And you
will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end
will be better than the beginning."

But the young mother was happy, and she would not
believe that anything could be better than these years.
So she played with her children, she fed them and bathed
them, and taught them how to tie their shoes and ride a
bike and reminded them to feed the dog, and do their
homework and brush their teeth. The sun shone on
them, and the young Mother cried,
"Nothing will ever be lovelier than this."

Then the nights came, and the storms, and the path
was sometimes dark, and the children shook with
fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and
covered them with her arms, and the children said,
"Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near,
and no harm can come."
And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead,
and the children climbed and grew weary, and the
mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children,
"A little patience and we are there." So the children climbed,
and as they climbed they learned to weather the storms.
And with this, she gave them strength to face the world.
Year after year, she showed them compassion,
understanding, hope, but most of all...unconditional love.
And when they reached the top they said,
"Mother, we would not have done it without you."

The days went on, and the weeks and the months and
the years, and the mother grew old and she became
little and bent. But her children were tall and strong,
and walked with courage. And the mother, when she
lay down at night, looked up at the stars and said,
"This is a better day than the last, for my children
have learned so much and are now passing these
traits on to their children."

And when the way became rough for her, they lifted her,
and gave her their strength, just as she had given them hers.
One day they came to a hill, and beyond the hill, they could
see a shining road and golden gates flung wide.
And mother said: "I have reached the end of my journey.
And now I know the end is better than the beginning,
for my children can walk with dignity and pride,
with their heads held high, and so can their children
after them. And the children said, "You will always walk
with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates."
And they stood and watched her as she went on alone,
and the gates closed after her. And they said:
"We cannot see her, but she is with us still.
A Mother like ours is more than a memory.
She is a living presence."

Your Mother is always with you.
She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the
street, she's the smell of certain foods you remember,
flowers you pick and perfume that she wore, she's
the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well,
she's your breath in the air on a cold winter's day.
She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep,
the colors of a rainbow, she is Christmas morning.
Your Mother lives inside your laughter.
And she's crystallized in every tear drop.

A mother shows every emotion, happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy,
love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow...
and all the while, hoping and praying you will only
know the good feelings in life.
She's the place you came from, your first home,
and she's the map you follow with every step you take.
She's your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy,
but nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, not space...not even death!

"The best and most beautiful things cannot be seen or touched -
they must be felt with the heart."
~Helen Keller~


Corry said...

I read this before and thought it was beautiful. Thanks for posting it. Have a great and blessed Mother's Day!

God's Grace.

M. C. Pearson said...

I love Helen. She is so gifted...thanks for posting this! I have tears wetting my shirt. *sigh* Happy Mother's Day!

curious servant said...


Anonymous said...


God bless. =)

Cinder said...

Corry ~ You're so really is beautiful...I hope your week's off to a good start...God bless ;D !

M.C. ~ You're so welcome...Helen is so gifted. When I got this, it made the tears come...I hope you had a very Happy Mother's Day...God bless ;D !

Curious Servant ~ Thank you so was a very Happy one...I hope your family had a good Mother's Day as well...God bless ;D !

Pia ~ Thank you so much...I pray things are going alright and that your week's off to a good start...God bless ;D !

audrey` said...

Beautiful poem!
Thank you so much for sharing it with us, Cinder :)
Blessed Mother's Day!