Regional Synod of Canada - Reformed Church in America

Pioneer Christian Monthly

Date - May/84

Contributor - Peter Kamminga

Title - Meditation

Topic - Meditation

. . . thy mother shall be glad, and she that bare thee shall rejoice. Proverbs 23:25

Mother's Day is quickly approaching. Most of us may take time out to buy that special card or gift, to show mother that we care.

For this special day I was asked to prepare a short meditation dealing with my thoughts about my mother. I could have written about that special bond that links a mother and child. I cannot explain this magical bond, but I do know it is there. I feel it inside of me. I have always felt so.

As a young child you are ever so dependent on your mother. If you get hurt, you want your mother. If you get lost, the only thing you want is your mom. As we grow to be young adults (very young adults), we tend to feel hemmed in by our mother's care. Experts fondly call this period the 'rebellious teens'. Probably all of us have rebelled against what mother thought was best. As you pass through this period, you being to see things more clearly. Many begin to sense that it takes a lot of maturity to fully appreciate a mother's love.

It often takes some longer to see this than others, some never at all. I like to think that I am grown up; my mother is older now and I am afraid that I will lose that magical bond of love that has surrounded me.

An article I read recently has made me look at that special person in a whole new perspective. I would like to share this article (with some changes) with you. It was written by someone who learned a valuable lesson too late, after their mother was gone.

Dear Mom: When I was growing up, we had more than our share of battles. I remember how I thought you were too hard on me ... you made me do a lot of things I didn't want to do -said it was good for my character. I thought you were nuts. But now ... I understand a lot better and I am grateful to you. I knew I would miss you, Mom, but I never imagined how much. I find myself going to the phone to call you. And when I realize you're gone, it seems unreal. I apologize now for the times I should have said, "You're right. I was wrong" - and didn't. You were so wise and I was too blind and too proud to listen. Why is life such a cruel teacher?Why don't we appreciate what we have until it is taken away from us?

So, on Mother's Day, and on three hundred and sixty-four other days, take time out to tell your mother you love her and appreciate all she has ever done for you. Take time out to speak to God, thanking Him for giving you this special care giver and ask Him to continue to bless her.

Perhaps if we all treated others with the same qualities Mother used with us; a little more understanding, a little more patience, and a lot of love it would make the world a nicer place to live in.

I would like to close then by wishing my wonderful mother a very happy Mother's Day.

I love you, Mom.

May God bless you richly.

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