“A Mother’s Love” by Reva Lachica Moore

A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands. But a mother’s love endures through all. ~Washington Irving

Two days ago I went shopping and saw a sight I’ve not seen before. Two women, one in her 40’s and the other in her 20’s, were pushing wheelchairs. I thought the boys in the chairs were babies. I did a double take. They were twin boys in their teens, apparently with cerebral palsy. Both boys sat slouched over with their heads on the side; legs turned in and arms and legs almost void of muscle. My heart ached for the boys, and especially for the mother.

I can just imagine what a big job it is to take care of one sickly handicapped child. This poor mother had two at the same time! Many children with cerebral palsy have a congenital malformation of the brain, and often, so many things are wrong with them so they need constant care. My sleepless nights taking care of a sick but normal child does not compare with this devoted mother’s never-ending task of caring for her boys.

Edgar Allan Poe gave the best description of a Mother when he wrote this poem:

Because I feel that in the heavens above
The angels, whispering one to another,
Can find among their burning tears of love,
None so devotional as that of “Mother,”
Therefore, by that dear name I have long called you,
You who are more than mother unto me.

I have a friend who has triplets – beautiful girls – but the job to take care of them became too much for her husband; he deserted my friend and her babies. For a young mother, it was a grueling struggle to keep her family provided for. She managed to find a job and today her girls are all grown up and professionals. During times of great despair, my friend always found hope and comfort in God. She is a prayerful mother.

No painter’s brush, nor poet’s pen
In justice to her fame
Has ever reached half high enough
To write a mother’s name.
~Author Unknown

I was brought up by a prayerful mother who depended on God for everything. When we were still young, we got sick a lot. I can still remember seeing Mother kneel by my side many times earnestly praying for God’s divine healing. Since we were too poor to go to a doctor or to a hospital, Mother also boiled leaves of a tree (I do not remember the name) and had us drink it. Amazingly, we always got well. All of us graduated from college because of my parents’ sacrifice and hard work.

I am a very prayerful mother as well. Every day I pray for my children and grandchildren and give them to the Lord for His safekeeping. My sons are also prayerful, and Kaitlyn, my granddaughter, prays for everything. And my grandson Lucas, told me the other day, “Jesus is in my heart.”

One of our U.S. presidents had a prayerful mother as shown in his quote:

“I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.” ~Abraham Lincoln

Proverbs 22:6… Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.

To all the Mothers out there, “Happy Mother’s Day to you and God bless you!”