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“…Her
worth is far above
rubies…Her children
rise up and call her
blessed…” (Proverbs
31)
For the first couple
of years of our
lives, we did have a
perfect mother.
Then the terrible
two's came along and
she seemed to
disagree with
everything we wanted
to do. When we
yelled "mine!" she
didn't seem to
understand what that
meant and would
sometimes take what
was "mine" away.
Well, now the war
was on; and from
then on we were at
odds with that
one-year-old's
perfect mother.
I wonder how many
times our
now-imperfect mother
wanted to unscrew
the top of our heads
and pull out some
nonsense and replace
it with some good
sense, screw the top
back on and breath a
sign of great
relief.
It's the time of
year to remember and
appreciate how
really perfect our
mothers became as we
grew older and
became mothers
ourselves, reliving
the frustrations
that we caused them.
Dues-paying time!
I shudder to think
about the dire
consequences if my
mother had been as
perfect as I wanted
her to be while I
was growing up.
You know, giving me
everything I wanted,
never withholding
privileges that I
thought I just had
to have or I would
die. It
wouldn't have taken
long for her to take
a good look at me
and send me to
another cabbage
patch! And
what I would have
missed by not being
her daughter!
There are people who
have spent their
entire adult lives
living in reverse,
bemoaning the fact
that they didn't
have a perfect
mother and so missed
out on the wonderful
memories that could
have been theirs,
all because she
didn't measure up to
their standard of
perfection.
How sad! Even
tragic, since it
affect every other
relationship that
they have.
Isn't it amazing
that imperfect
offspring can expect
perfection of their
parents and the
mother who gave them
an incubating place
for nine months and
birthed them.
What in the world
would a perfect
mother do with
imperfect children?
This is where the
truly "perfect"
mother shines.
She loves her little
imperfect children
with a perfect
unconditional love.
She endures the
midnight raids to
the refrigerator for
a milk bottle or
nourishment from her
own body and as
often as the
inconsiderate
squalling infant
wants it.
Marathon nights of
colic bouts give
Mother a good
workout pacing back
and forth losing
sleep. It doesn’t
matter that she has
to arise early to
help dad and/or the
older kids off to
work and school.
Wet and "worse"
diapers demand to be
changed, only to be
wet and worse again
and again and again.
Wiping little runny
noses and fevered
brows, bathing
too-warm bodies in
tepid water trying
to lower the
elevated temperature
and worrying about
why it is up.
More sleep loss.
Time moves on as she
runs at breakneck
speed trying to keep
up with the always
restless legs that
"must" go here and
there and need last
minute cookies,
homework help and
transportation t
places near and far.
More sleepless
nights as the the
clock ticks away and
their beds are still
empty. What if
they are hurt or in
trouble? What
if....??
How would she be
able to afford to
pay college tuition
when dad just got
down-sized and the
bills were already
piling up?
Weddings are
expensive and may
have to be done on a
small scale unless
things improve.
And their choice for
a mate! Awk!
But what you see
next is another dose
of her perfect
unconditional love
and acceptance.
If you love 'em, she
loves 'em!
Mother serves and
waits until her
family has had its
full before she
takes her place at
the table when the
pantry is a little
bare. Well,
she needs to lose
weight anyway, or so
she says. New
Easter dress?
Out of the question.
Kids come first.
New shoes? Oh
no; kids need school
clothes and shoes,
band uniforms, fees
and sports clothes.
Does any of this
sound familiar?
If so, you had a
perfect mother!
I hope you realized
it while you still
had her around to
tell her so.
If she is still with
you, run to her and
tell her how perfect
she is. Her
hugs are just the
right size for you.
After all, God knew
exactly whom you
needed for a mother.
Are you going to
accuse God of error?
Of course not; He
doesn't make
mistakes. We
just don't always
have a clear vision
of what He is doing.
Sometimes we can
"see" before it's
too late; sometimes
we can't. But
Mother understands!
That's another
evidence of her
perfection.
God
doesn't have any
perfect children,
including Mothers.
But oh, He made
mothers with such
incredibly great
hearts that could
love imperfect
children with
perfect,
unconditional
God-like love.
Love that doesn't
stop when we're bad
or when we're
rebellious--not even
when we are all
grown up!
Yes, we broke her
heart many times,
but the crack never
was large enough for
love to leak out.
It was so thick it
stayed in place
while the brokenness
healed. There
is not a love like a
Mother's this side
of God's love which
is the source of
unconditional love.
No wonder it's
perfect!
I wouldn't have
traded my Mother for
any I have ever
known! What
unselfish love she
showered on all her
family--anyhow!!
She had a big barrel
of excuses, and she
could pull out one
for every dumb thing
we did. Mostly
she would blame
herself if we
failed. Of
course that gave us
two choices:
blame her or
ourselves. I
have t say
unequivocally the
was mine! What
a bundle of bad
decisions and dumb
things I did that
she tried to take
the blame for!
She
strives for
excellence for her
family. Wow!
How perfect can a
Mother be!
“Who
can find a virtuous
woman?” (Proverbs
31:10). The search
goes on, and I know
where one lived!
Look and see if you
can’t locate your
Mother too.
This was first
published on my
other website,
Heart 2 Heart,
in 2004. I
couldn't find a
thing I wanted to
change!
Happy Mother's day
to every woman who
has filled the role
of "Mother"!
~~Delores~~
Other pages about my
mother, Lillie Mae
(Robbins) Adams
Mother and Daddy
(On My Family
Website)
A Marvelous Creature
(On Heart 2 Heart,
my other Website)
Writings from
Mother’s Heart
(On My Family
Website)
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