Wednesday, August 26, 2009

I'm a Mother.

Just A Mom, You Say?

"I'm just a mom,"
I overheard her say,
With eyes downcast
And a look of dismay.

I turned with a start
And enthusiastically decreed,
"A mom, did you say?
Oh, can it be?"

For a mom is a beacon
Shining so bright,
A landmark by day,
And a light by night.

She listens to stories
Woes and concerns,
With her eyes and her heart,
She quickly discerns.

Questions she asks,
To draw children out.
Building godly ones
Is what she's about.

She gives the gift
Of encouraging words.
With courage and strength
Their souls she girds.

She cheers them up,
When they are down,
And turns sad days,
Completely around.

She says, "You can do it!
I know that you can!"
And develops a boy
Into a man.

She builds self-esteem
Into young hearts.
Jesus Christ's power,
She thus imparts.

"Who am I?"
She hears them say
"You are God's child,
Loved - come what may."

Foundations of love,
Walls capable and strong,
Valued, adored,
They know they belong.

She sows seeds of Scripture,
Day after day.
And sows seeds of prayer,
That help point the way.

She guards information
That goes in their heads
And whispers a prayer
As they're tucked into beds.

She sets an example
Of how they should live,
Of how our Father
Can quickly forgive.

Love, joy and peace,
Is what they see,
Knowing the example she sets,
Is what they will be.

She never gives up
When life gets tough.
And doesn't give in
When kids get rough.

A warrior, a fighter,
She diligently prays,
And then at God's feet
Her children she lays.

"Just a mom," you say?
What an honor bestowed,
A beacon, a builder,
With many seeds sowed.

A listener, encourager,
Diligent too.
A mom, how blessed.
"My hat's off to you!"

I finished my sermon,
Not making a scene,
And transformed before me,
She looked like a queen.

Her eyes now beaming,
She sat tall and erect.
"Excuse me, sir,
I spoke incorrect.

God gave me a job,
that compares to none other,
Esteemed and chosen by Him.
You see, I'm a mother."

--Sharon Jaynes

Being a Great Mom, Raising Great Kids