Happy Mother’s Day
May you never tire of giving of yourself as you reach deep within to find your true Source of Wisdom. May you value your motherhood above all responsibilities as you realize the true gift that you are to your children. May you continually find new ways of expression as you teach your children truths that will bind to their hearts.
I pray that even as the wind blows seeds to remote places you will also blow the seed of love into the deepest parts of your children’s hearts. I pray that this love is strong and unmovable that they may never doubt that you love them each with unfailing love.
I pray for insight into each of their hearts, that you may understand them and show compassion with truth. Let each prayer that you say be a dome of protection for them. Let each kiss that you give be warm and tender, flowing deeply into the unseen and mysterious areas of their hearts. Let each kind word and deed be a beacon of example for them. Let each warm embrace be as the fruitful branches of the trees giving bountifully with unending generosity.
Listen carefully to your own heart as you give correction, giving heed that it is done with thoughtfulness and care - never to injure but only to build up and heal childish and foolish ways. It is in your wise corrections that they will thank you in days that lie ahead, for you have taken the time to be their guide and their teacher. Then, as tears are shed, recognize the potential for the birth of laughter as life’s most meaningful gift’s come through pain.
It is my prayer that you will find others like you who share the joy and challenges of motherhood. It is my prayer that you will gain wisdom from others and that you will deal kindly with those who might see it a different way.
Let motherhood be experienced with such intensity that your capacity for compassion will be enlarged, becoming even as Mother Earth herself so that others may come and drink from the deep well of love that so richly abides in you.
May your days be blessed and fulfilled in every area of your life. May your children rise up and call you blessed. May you always see and feel the tenderness of God as your children embrace you with purity and trust. May you never feel alone in the rich expression of your mother-heart. May you continually realize that God’s abundant faithfulness and presence will refresh you and multiply your giving.
And, I pray that at the end of our journey, all of us mothers will have realized how much we have grown. That we may understand that it was our children who have taught us to love through their need for love. It was they who taught us to look beyond our tears and see the hope in every situation, for they needed hope to grow healthy and strong. It was they who taught us to keep the flame of passion burning because life’s diversities bring endless opportunities. Finally, it was they who taught our hearts to look deeper into the heart of God, finding yet again that love is the only answer for our world to be a better place.
I wish each of my dear readers a very Happy Mother’s Day!
ViolaJ,
You are definitely blessed with more than motherhood. Your poem/prayer holds the heart and love of a beautiful soul. I believe it ’s in that beauty that all mothers share a common bond. God Bless You and Have a Happy Mother’s Day.
Comment by Pepples — May 11, 2007 @ 11:42 am
What a remarkable poem/ prayer Viola. Thank you for this beautiful dedication and may you have a Happy Mother’s Day.
Comment by Rose — May 11, 2007 @ 11:43 am
What a wonderful prayer poem. I really enjoyed reading this. It is a wonderful tribute to all mothers. thank you for sharing.
Kristy
Comment by Kristy — May 11, 2007 @ 11:44 am
This is a great poem dedicated to all the mothers for Mother’s Day, and the love that every child should have for their mother enjoyed reading this.
Steve
Comment by Orion — May 11, 2007 @ 11:46 am
Thanks for the wishes and sharing the lovely peom.Wish you a very Happy Mother’s day!!!!
esfj
Comment by esfj — May 12, 2007 @ 6:15 am
Daybreak at the Eastern Edge of the World
Every day I drive into a Technicolor sunrise.
Such is daybreak at the Eastern Edge of the world.
I must cross two rivers before I reach the sea.
Each river is spanned by thin web of steel and concrete.
I work a stone’s throw from the ocean and I gauge the tempo of the day by the colors of the sea.
A dark blue sea portends a calm day.
A green sea speaks of storms to come.
A slate gray sea: the storm is here.
Comment by Poetry — May 21, 2007 @ 12:11 am
Mama the post happy mothers day is great!
I love you so much.
Love,
Meagan
Comment by meagan jaynes — August 6, 2007 @ 6:05 pm