I thought a lot about this and decided to write something about mothers, partially because I am on the rebound from a great Mother's Day and also because I've been thinking about why God made mothers. He knew what we would be like and that's why he said "Let her children rise up and called her blessed".
In all of our lives, our first teacher is our mother. Really doesn't matter what type of mother she is...the cookie baking homemaker type like my friend, Cindy, the always on-the-go volunteer, like Karen, the helping others all the time in any way type, like Katy, the super-organized so she's always involved type, like Annette, or any combination of any of these. The one thing they all have in common is that deep down and foremost, they are mothers!
Mothers are what make sense of it all for us! From them we learn wisdom. From them and what they have learned from God. They teach us how to interact with others. We learn it all from them. Sure we learn from what they say, but most importantly, and most ingrained, is that we learn from their activities. Watching them interact with the world is our greatest teacher, I guess. We learn about kindness, gentleness, patience and perserverance. We learn what hard work really is and how any job worth doing is worth doing well.
We learn that love isn't something that you read about in a card or a book. Love is a choice. Love is also not really gotten until it is given away. Did you understand that part? Same thing with friendship. If you want to have a friend, first you have to be a friend.
They make sure we know that laughter really is the best medicine.
Our mothers teach us that what is really important is not so much what we say when others are around, but what we do when no one is around. We learn from them that most of the time, attitude is really the only difference between failure and success. They teach us that making mistakes is okay; what's important is that we learn from our mistakes so we don't keep making the same ones over and over again.
Mothers teach us that worry should be our last option and forgiveness should be our first.
They never give us written exams to make sure we're learning all this stuff. In a mother's own words, "the proof is in the pudding"....it often times only becomes evident of what we've learned by our relationships with others or what we value to pass on to our own children.
Take time to reflect on these lessons our mothers have taught us. I have. I want to express my gratitude and appreciation for preparing me for my life. I want to say thank you to that special woman for all she has taught me...so I'll say it now...thank you, Connie. I Love You!
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