Posts Tagged ‘Mothers’
Tell Mother I’ll Be There
William McKinley was president of the United States during the Spanish American War and led the nation out of an economic depression into a season of prosperity. Still, he is little remembered, except for the tragic fact that early in his second term he was assassinated by an anarchist and was then succeeded by his…
Read MoreI Call Her “Blessed”
Today my mother is 98 years old. I wrote about her a couple of years ago in “Teach Us to Number Our Days.” In that post, I described my mother’s shrinking world with memory loss and limited mobility, urging us all to use our days wisely in the Lord’s service. In today’s post, I want…
Read MoreThe Two Mothers of Moses
Gen 49:5-7; Exo 2:1-10; 6:20; Acts 7:20-22; Heb 11:23-26 In an ideal world filled with sunshine and buttercups, rainbows and butterflies, lemonade and candy, one nice, happy, cookie-cutter family raises children who go on to marry people from other nice, happy, cookie-cutter families, and this story just keeps going. But thanks to sin, this has…
Read MoreThe Fifth Commandment
George Stiekes Honor thy father and thy mother. Exodus 20:12 One of the ways Old Testament children were to honor their parents was with financial support in their old age. Another way was to listen to, obey and respect them (Ephesians 6:1-3). It is in the home that children will learn how to live with…
Read MoreGraduating Your Children to Christian Service
Don Johnson My title sounds a bit formal, but I mean for this article to be more of a personal testimonial to my own dear mother, in her ninety second year, still irrepressible, but slowing down physically these days. The title owes some inspiration to a visit to Greenville for my daughter’s graduation from University…
Read MoreMotherhood Comes with a Sword
Matt Recker Luke 2:35 Simeon prophecies that Mary’s motherhood will be accompanied by a piercing sword of sorrow to her soul. How could this SINLESS SON who would never do wrong, bring sorrow?
Read MoreHoney for a Lifetime from a Moment of Pain
Robert D. Vincent My screams brought my mother hurtling out the front door of our home in Orange Park, Florida. From the volume of noise I was producing she no doubt suspected that I was on the verge of severe injury, or worse, that the injury had already taken place. By the time she reached…
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