Note from Mike: I shared this in last Sunday’s Bible Class on 1 Corinthians 13. A good number in class asked for a copy, and it’s placed in this week’s bulletin as a thoughtful reminder what a blessing loving, godly mothers really are.
If I talk to my children about what is right and what is wrong, but have not love, I am like a ringing doorbell or pots banging in the kitchen.
And though I know what stages my children will go through and understand their growing pains, and can answer all their questions about life and believe myself to be a devoted mother, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give up the fulfillment of a career to make my children’s lives better and stay up all night sewing costumes or baking cookies on short notice, but grumble about lack of sleep, I have not love and accomplish nothing.
A loving mother is patient with her children’s immaturity and kind even when they are not; a loving mother is not jealous of their youth, nor does she hold it over their heads whenever she has sacrificed for them.
A loving mother believes in her children; she hopes in each one’s individual ability to stand out as a light in a dark world; she endures every heartache, backache and headache to accomplish that.
A loving mother never really dies. As for home-baked bread, it will be consumed and forgotten; as for spotless floors, they will soon gather dust and heel marks. As for children, right now toys, friends, and food are allimportant to them. But when they grow up, it will be their mother’s love that they will remember and pass on to others. In that way, she will live on.
So care, training, and a loving mother reside in a home, these three; but the greatest of these is a loving mother.
-by Dianne Lorang
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