OpEd

Story published: 05-06-2014 • Print ArticleE-mail Story to a Friend

Let’s give Mom a very special day


She was going to have a baby in a time when Pharaoh’s law required her child be killed if it was a male.  

Having given birth to a son, she watched the Pharaoh’s wife carefully, and developed a plan. She placed her newborn son in a basket in a pond near the place where Pharaoh’s wife would sit everyday. 

She ensured her hand-maiden was there when Pharaoh’s wife retrieved him. When she asked for someone to care for the child, his mother was there ready to care for her son as he grew up in the home of Pharaoh.  

Her son was educated and trained in the best schools in the world, and went on to save millions of lives. His name was Moses.   

This is what moms do. They love. They protect. They encourage.

Washington Irving noted, “A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.”

There’s simply no way we could ever thank mom for all she has done for us.

She’s the one who was awake all night when we were sick, praying to God to make us well and always willing to herself bear the pain that we were experiencing.

When we had a scrape, she kissed it to make it better. And it usually did!

She endured our bad days and rejoiced in our good. She will forever complain that we’re not eating enough nor eating right, having cooked all sorts of things to ensure we were strong and healthy.  

Mom worried more about our school work and tests than we did. She took pains to help us complete our school assignments and special projects, leaving all other tasks behind.

She encouraged us with our wild ideas and gave us guidance when we were heading down the wrong track. Her love was something upon which we could always depend. 

Moms know! That’s the scary part. God gave them a special gift called “intuition.” It’s a gift that caught me red-handed when I rode my bike many miles from where I had told Mom I was going. 

It was a gift my wife used to “kind of know” when our sons were heading toward trouble.   

Yes, mothers will hold their children’s hands for a short while, but their hearts forever. And Mother’s Day is about celebrating the joys mothers bring to our lives and families everyday. 

So let’s do it. Let’s focus our thoughts on mom this day. 

Let’s think about the things she likes, that bring her joy and draw from these to make this a special day for her.   

And let’s remember single moms we know, who carry an even heavier burden, and let’s make a special effort to remember and encourage them as well.  

Let’s make every day a Happy Mother’s Day.