To all the mothers, who sacrificed in secret, lost sleep when their children were sick, and who were suddenly “not hungry” when that slice of pie was in front of them because someone else really wanted it.
To the mothers that helped heal us from the wounds of puppy love and sat up waiting till we got home, when we were old enough to go out- but not old enough to be on our own.
To the mothers who did the laundry, cooked, cleaned, and never once asked for a dime….we own much more than we could ever pay. But I know that all that debt would be paid in full to simply hear…”Mom, I love you.”
Mothers may you be abundantly blessed THIS year. May you see children come home, may old wounds be healed, may prayers be answered, redemption be found, and may YOU know how precious you are in the eyes of the Father.
Thank you to all mothers.