don't always look like the online pictures...
and although you are ever gracious about the scrawny ones...
you don't deserve such a feeble expression of thanks.
(we all know how much you love pictures),
to park doodads and whatnots....
just one more spot
for something else.
on some of our other special event outings...
I guess, because...
just because of unspoken words
and gratitude that fill
the very core of my being
for the gift of....YOU!
Tell her you love her.
Remember, you're the only person who knows
what her heart sounds like from the inside."
to have been given the honor and privilege
of hearing the rhythm of your beating heart
from such an innermost place...
if that were the only thing the Lord had ever done for me,
I would consider myself favored for eternity.
and carried me closer the next 57 years,
and knowing the cadence of your inner heart
gives me the authority to say...
that the outward expressions of your heart...
the unconditional love,
the compassionate acts of mercy,
the constant support and encouragement,
and the countless prayers
are treasured as blessings
I can never repay
if I lived another 57 years.
there is nowhere you are likely to go
where a prayer has not already been.
it has been your way since God knitted me in your womb.
Where would I be today
without the prayers and petitions lifted up on my behalf
every single day of my life?
How many times
have your prayers placed me in the middle of divine enclosures
that kept me safe from roaring lions and
my own rashness and stupidity?
How many times
have I felt strengthened during moments of trial
because of my praying mama?
Or been able to sleep soundly thru the night
after months of exhausting tossing and turning?
If the few regular readers need to click out
due to time restraints
because I do that myself many days
as time for long reads and in-depth comments
has become a thing of the past for many of us.
This does not concern me,
because I know
will do as she has always done....
continue to the end.
describes you well,
my precious mama:
Love is patient and kind.
Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude.
It does not demand its own way.
It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged.
It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out.
Love never gives up,
never loses faith,
is always hopeful,
and endures through every circumstance.
in every way!
Happy Mother's Day!
I love you always and forever!