Happy
Mother’s Day! Remember to call your
mother. Some only wish they could. “Mother” can bring to mind many things: peace, warmth, security, respect, honor,
discipline, the rules of life, even our existence. A mother’s love is a precious gift. The Bible teaches us that love bears all
things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things. Love never fails. Receiving love is certainly wonderful. Giving
love is even better. Jesus has always been exactly right (Acts 20:35). It is truly more blessed to give than to
receive. Our mothers literally gave us
life. What shall we do?
One Saturday before Mother’s Day a
thoughtful mother gave her three sons two dollars each and allowed them to shop
for her for Mother’s Day. How can three
little boys in “J C Penney’s” ever show their mother just how much they love
her with six dollars between them? Such
a task is impossible. Of course we must
remember that love simply cannot be measured in dollars or in any worldly terms. The choices were limited. These three boys finally agreed upon just the
right pin for their mother to wear on her Sunday dress. They pooled their money, almost to the penny
and had their mother’s gift of love wrapped and ready to present to her. On Sunday with bursting hearts and smiling
faces those boys gathered around their mother and presented her the small box. She gently opened the box saying, “You boys
didn’t have to get me anything.” She took out the pin with the most wonderful
look of joy and happiness, and immediately placed it on her blouse all the
while talking about how beautiful it was and that this particular pin was all
she ever wanted.
A few years later these boys, now grown
with children of their own gathered together around the dinner table with their
parents reminiscing about those “good old days.” Quietly the mother slipped away and returned
a few minutes later holding the pin that those boys purchased for her so many
years before. To her, that pin holds
more love than the most expensive piece of jewelry in the world. The reason is obvious if you understand the
meaning of love.
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