SHORT AND SWEET. I’ve got a question. What good is your mother?
Seriously. I’m curious because I’m teaching a Bible study session about moms, and I’m doing it on Mother’s Day.
Some mothers I know I’d rather not know.
They should never have been mothers, it seems to me.
They could have been better at anything else.
- Armpit sniffer for a deodorant company
- Drama queen in a soap opera
- Customer service at Walmart
That’s not my mom. Nor is that the kind of mom my wife is to our kids.
If God plans these things ahead, he probably knew that I needed a loving and nurturing mother and that I needed a wife who would be all of that for our kids.
If I had a mother like some of the mothers I know but wish I didn’t, I would have voted on her motherhood with my feet. No more Mother’s Day cards for you. Or anything else sonly. You, mam, are the dickens disowned. I knew you. Now I know you not. And nevermore. See Poisonous people – what’s a Christian to do?
Most moms I know seem like selfless souls who would do anything they could to give their kids a fighting chance at happiness in this messed up world.
- Protect them from predators
- Tutor them when necessary
- Teach them to drive without texting
What good is your mom to you? Right now.
My mom is my best encourager. Nobody on the planet does a better job of making me feel good about myself while at the same time making me want to do better.
Strange combination, I know. I think it’s love throwing a one-two punch.
Comment boxes below. What good is your mom to you? I really want to know. I’d likely use some of your notes in a Mother’s Day article I’m writing.
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Steve, I don’t remember my mom very much anymore. Time dims memory. She died an alcoholic when I was 11. I can say I feel cheated. I needed a mom. I still miss her. That’s all.
Like you, Steve, my mother was my best cheerleader. She always believed in me, and encouraged me to pursue my dreams and interests. When I was 33, she was there when I needed a boost to take a leap into a new business field. Without her support, I am pretty sure I would not have been adventuresome enough to take that leap.
Jim, it sounds like you and I both lucked out. We got the good moms. Others we know weren’t so fortunate.
Isn’t it odd, though, how some kids can grow up with the most selfish and most mean-spirited mothers, yet turn out to be wonderful human beings?
My mom raised three daughters by herself when my father walked out and left her with no child-support or alimony and a mountain of debt. She never went to college and worked as a day-care provider. We ate government cheese, wore second-hand clothes, and lived on the “wrong” side of the tracks. She was angry pretty much my entire childhood, and I cannot say I blame her. BUT…she did the best she could with what she had and with the level of understanding she had at the time. She provided for us, worked very hard, taught us good values, has made her amends, and is the cornerstone of our family. I love my mom!
Tough to reach for your dreams when you’re dreaming about a decent meal, decent clothes, and a house that’s not falling apart. Sorry you had to go through that.
Bah – plenty of others have had it a LOT worse!
My mom is a wonderful role model. She was “just” a farmer’s wife when I was a child, doing daycare and seamstress work for a little extra cash – which is how she got the money to buy our first VCR and all 4 of us kids knew it. She was a foster parent and taught CCD classes for high schoolers. When I was in junior high, she joined the workforce as a teacher’s aide and went on to get many degrees. She spent 10 years as a high school math teacher before becoming a professor. Now she teaches young adults to be teachers themselves. She’s my best friend and I am super proud to be her daughter!