The Always Mother and The Memories of Mother

Have you ever pondered why we return to our mother during the course of our life? As small children, did we not hide behind her skirt when fearful or when we found ourselves in the presence of unfamiliar persons? Did we not run to her and cry when we fell-down? And every time this happened, was she not there to give comfort, to bandage our scraps or soothe our hurt feelings? Even as we mature in life we find ourselves constantly returning to the feeling of security and warm and unconditional love that only a person born of her own flesh can offer. Amidst the persistently worrying doubts we suffer in our early adult lives, not knowing for sure whether we are ready to encounter a world in which there are seldom easy answers; amongst the intricacies of associations, education, employment, and everyday life, we keep returning to the genuine article; the consolation of our mother.

Our fathers teach us the virtues of toil and diligence. Mothers, who are equally hard working, teach us the prominence of cultivating our corporeal and spiritual bodies. If we are Christians, we more than likely inherited our faith from her.

For those blessed with a good mother, is it not right and proper that we honor her without whom we would not enjoy the blessing of life? Now I ask; are mothers not so much more than that? Are not the memories of our mother in part, one’s greatest inheritance?

For those whose mother still lives, enjoy her while she is with you. Expect to mourn and grieve as most of us do when mother passes. Hopefully, life has prepared you for that moment. Remember, while she is no longer with us in the flesh, the gift of her spirit is lifelong. While the noble mom was here on earth, though sometimes weary, she never wavered, until God said her work was done. The good and righteous mom will one day, if not already, be granted the wings of a dove; Imagine her lovingly as she takes flight to Heaven’s gate to await her progenies arrival. What a day of rejoicing that will be!