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,
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,
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
Last Saturday afternoon, you may have noticed my Facebook status update: Hakuna Matata. That's right, we were headed to THE LION KING live, on stage, Broadway style. 
Before leaving the house, the tiegkndy watched the animated, class act, Disney version of the Lion King.
Ready to go!
Broadway: Downtown Sacramento
A special day out with just my little ladies.
Showtime: When the lights finally dimmed, there was a stunning parade of animals. The first ten minutes, we twisted and turned in our seats to see what marvel would enter next: giraffes, zebras, gazelles, lions, wild beasts, elephants, a rhino, and so many others. The cast performers with twirling, diving birds took over the mezzanine. African animals poured into the auditorium along the center aisles, and assembled on stage filling it from side to side and top to bottom. It truly caught me off guard, even though I had some knowledge of what to expect before the curtain raised. The entrance down the aisle was over the top. The girls were smiling from ear to ear. I was left misty-eyed; overwhelmed by the production effort to create this epic film and make it theater; and musical for that matter.
"Nants' Ingonyama Bakithi Baba!"
"There's more to see than can ever be seen, more to do than can ever be done!"
"Til we find our place on a path unwinding in the circle, the circle of life."
Simba? Zazu? Has anyone seen the girls?
"Oh, I just can't wait to be king." 
Not lucky, Just cute!
Tiegan made this St. Patrick project @ Kindergarten. Never thought I would actually be encouraging grass growing and watering in the house.
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