I’ve been wanting to do something extra special for Mother’s Day on this blog this week, but I haven’t had any brilliant ideas (undoubtedly the result of my sleep-deprived brain). But in reflection, I remembered that this blog itself is a tribute to all mothers. It is meant to encourage and inspire and teach mothers who are deep in the throes of parenthood, in the thrills and the lows and all of the joys.
So as Mother’s Day approaches, my heartfelt wishes go out to all of the mothers who are fulfilling their divine role to nurture their children.
“You have walked the sometimes painful, sometimes joyous path of parenthood. You have walked hand in hand with God in the great process of bringing children into the world that they might experience this estate along the road of immortality and eternal life. It has not been easy rearing a family. Most of you have had to sacrifice and skimp and labor night and day. As I think of you and your circumstances, I think of the words of Anne Campbell, who wrote as she looked upon her children:
You are the trip I did not take;
You are the pearls I cannot buy;
You are my blue Italian lake;
You are my piece of foreign sky.
(“To My Child,” quoted in Charles L. Wallis, ed., The Treasure Chest , 54)
You sisters are the real builders of the nation wherever you live, for you have created homes of strength and peace and security.”