Mother's Day, United States holiday celebrated on second Sunday in May; children honor their
mothers with cards, gifts, flowers; first observance in Philadelphia, Pa., 1907, based on
suggestions by Julia Ward Howe in 1872 and Anna Jarvis in 1907; national observance
dates from 1914.

Mother's Day is set apart every year in honor of motherhood. On the second Sunday in May,
many families and churches make a special point of honoring mothers. Many people follow the
custom of wearing a carnation on Mother's Day. A colored carnation means that a person's
mother is living. A white carnation indicates that a person's mother is dead.

Mother's Day, first observed in 1908, was recognized officially by Congress and the President
in 1914. It is celebrated in honor of the nation's mothers on the second Sunday in May.
Mother's Day is one of the holidays that have been designated by Presidential proclamations.

Mothers come in all different shapes and sizes. No one teaches you how to be a Mother. We
don't even get to choose our mothers. But the Lord can "teach" us how to be a
Godly Mother if we ask Him to.

Many mothers are Single mothers, some have adopted Children, some are widows raising children
alone, some have joint custody but the child may live with the father or they get to see
their children every other weekend.

For some of you Mother's Day may be a very difficult day. You might have lost a child to an
early tragic death, you may have given up your child for adoption and never even held him or
her in your arms. Maybe you had an abortion and Mother's Day is a day that brings back
memories and haunts you. But you may also be a women whose heart breaks every Mother's Day
because you have not been able to conceive or have endured many miscarriages.
Your arms are empty and they ache.

BUT God is greater then our circumstances and He knows our heart and hurts. He sees the BIG
picture and we often only see the small pieces of the puzzle that our life appears
to be when we are enduring trials and tragedy.

"Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think,
according to the power that worketh in us,"
~Ephesians 3:20~

"But Jesus beheld them, and said unto them, With men this is impossible;
but with God all things are possible."
~Matthew 19:26~

"And Jesus looking upon them saith, With men it is impossible, but not with God:
for with God all things are possible."
~Mark 10:27~

Of course the "ideal" family situation would be to have a father and a mother with children
in a family. They would live in a nice home with a yard for the children to play in. The
father's income would be sufficient enough for the mother to be a stay at home mom. The
parents together harmoniously both educated their children in a Home School environment.
If that was not possible then the Children attended a Christian School.

They would attend worship service and Sunday School at a local church on a regular basis.
The parents and the children had a family worship/devotions and prayed together. The home
would be a happy and joyful place. A home where the Joy of hospitality was practiced.

There was a difference to the "outside world". They were the Christian family in the
neighborhood. Trials and tribulations had come to the family. Tragedies were faced together
as a family. But they had a peace and contentment that others had only dreamed of having.
Their life was not a "pretense". They actually lived what they believed.

They were active in the community and were always the first ones there when a neighbor faced
circumstances that were difficult. But more than that, the couple had a love that seemed to
never fail. They really loved unconditionally. You didn't have to look a special way or have a
certain job for them to care about you. They were accepting and encouraging.
People were drawn to them like magnets.

But not every family is "normal". What really is "normal" anyway?

This little story may help us to understand that "normal" is a relative and conditional term.
I remember hearing about what my nephew had said. His sister got to go to her Dad's every
other weekend. But my nephew had both of his parents living in the same house.
Which of course is a rarity anymore. He thought that his sister was pretty lucky. He said
"You are so lucky you get to go to someone else's house every other weekend.
I have to stay here all the time!"

A Godly Mother:

• prays with and for her children
• reads the Scriptures to and with her children
• teaches her children to live a Christian life
• prays for the salvation of her family
• manages the home
• worships the Lord
• has a song in her heart
• comforts and disciplines her children
• sings "Jesus" songs to her children

"Jesus" songs: You can put music to scriptures too and it makes memorizing Bible Verses much
easier. When my son was sick or not feeling well I would sing "Jesus" songs to him and it always
made him feel better. His favorite was "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, there's something about that
name....." When he was an infant I used to play the Wee Sing Bible Songs cassette and other
Christian Children's tapes. He would kick and smile. Exposing your Child to Classical
music is another wonderful teaching opportunity.

Psalms 139 tells us that God knew us before we were born.
Look at verses 13-15 "For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's
womb. I will praise thee; for I am fearfully [and] wonderfully made: marvelous [are] thy works;
and [that] my soul knoweth right well. My substance was not hid from thee, when I was
made in secret, [and] curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth."

Annie is a Mother. Yes I am a mother. My son's name is Jacob but we call him "Jake". When
Jake was very young I started calling him my "Honey Bunny". Jake started calling me "Honey
Bunny" too. This has continued on and to this day, we still both call each other "Honey Bunny"
. So the graphic here of the Mommy and Baby Bunnie is very special to both of us.
Please stop by and visit: Jake's Home Page

A Poem
My dear child, I may not live with you
But you are a part of me.
Actually you are the best part of me.
It is like a piece of my heart goes with you
every time you go back to your Daddy's house.
~Written by Annie 1998~

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