ARE MOMS SENT FROM HEAVEN?

Do you have a mom? Oh, of course you do. Everyone does! At least that’s what I thought when I was young.

My world was so small and cozy . . . not a care or a fear.

I remember my mom . . . the gentle touch of her hand, the softness of her voice as she read me story after story. Milk toast when I didn’t feel good. (Does anyone remember milk toast?)

I still remember how it felt when she tucked me into bed each night. The prayers . . . yes, she prayed over me when she tucked me into bed. She prayed for all of my hurts, big and not so big.

I remember the effortless way she told me about JESUS. She wove Him into my heart with fine, beautiful threads . . . threads so strong and tight and full of His love for me. And the knowledge that He would always be there with me no matter what! No fear . . . only love and trust. . .

Then I grew up. I found out that not very many people had a mom like mine, who was loving and kind, with beautiful threads, shiny and tight. Their lives were woven with broken threads all rotten and loose. Unable to love and trust . . . with lives filled with hate and fear.

Lord, please help me to show someone the way to Your great sheltering arms and heart so full of love, grace and trust.