I wrote this for my mother. Other than God and my son, she is my main source of love and support. Words alone can’t express how much she means to me, how lost I’d be without her – but with this I tried.
I pray that I learn to build some of the qualities that my mom holds.
To love a little more and worry a little less.
There were times I had told her she’s always been too nice.
That some people will only take advantage and won’t appreciate her effort.
But as time passed I began to realize that it wasn’t about her being too nice,
But about Gods love pouring off her.
I have been able to see glimpses of the immensity of her love.
And realize how much she has always done.
She never stops working, never stops giving.
At some of my toughest times I look at her and I am reminded that I will get through it.
She’s a perfect example of living by Gods strength.
I strive to love with Gods love. To love even when hurt.
To love when betrayed. To love in the tough times and not hold grudges.
A love like that is a blessing and I witness it every day I look at my mom.
She is my comfort, my confident, my strength.
The one I know will be there when possible, without becoming impatient.
She is one of the biggest blessings God has given me.
I don’t know where I would be without her.
Without her constant prayers. Without her love.
I am here today because God knew exactly what I needed when He gave me her.