No Language Can Express The Power, And Beauty, And Heroism, And Majesty Of A Mother's Love

When God made mothers, he decided she had to be special. He made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet, made her arms gentle enough to give comfort to a child …he gave her the inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times will come even from her own children.
He gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going and take care of her family and friends, even when everyone else gives up, through sickness and fatigue without complaining…He gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances. Even when her child has hurt her badly…

She has the very special power to make a child’s boo-boo feel better and to quell a teenager’s anxieties and fears…He gave her strength to care for her husband, despite faults and He fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart…He gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.

For all of this hard work, I also gave her a tear to shed. It is hers to use whenever needed and it is her only weakness.

Whenever you see your mother cry, tell her how much you love her, and all she does for everyone, and even though she may still cry, you will have made her heart feel good.

No language can express the power, and beauty, and heroism, and majesty of a mother's love.  It shrinks not where man cowers, and grows stronger where man faints, and over wastes of worldly fortunes sends the radiance of its quenchless fidelity like a star.  Edwin Hubbell Chapin
Motherhood is priced
Of God, at price no man may dare
To lessen or misunderstand.
Helen Hunt Jackson





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May 12, 2012