Its 7pm and Collette is still asleep, my hands are busy with dishes and Stephen has been called to the air. My thoughts bring me to "Above Rubies" and the women I met there. These ladies I look up to, women so strong so blessed. They are not Business women, famous artists, or missionaries; they are mothers who tackle life's challenges and open there home to adoption as well, caring for children the best they know how. They are not boastful and proud but humble and sure of the calling to raise there children, to teach, to train, to love, and discipline; They are to me models, not of clothes or diamonds but of Gods chosen jewels, daughters who represent the King of Kings.
I just met these ladies this week in an "Above Rubies" magazine. They made me remember my hero, the only women I ever wanted to be, my mother and my friend the women who taught, cared, and cried with me. No one was stronger, no woman worthy of her shoes. She always was a pillar of strength, She was the woman I wanted to be. I must confess as I got older her pain I could see, my heart hurt when she hurt I wanted to save my queen. I know at times she held in pain in life, but always appeared the stronger. When her hearts pain traveled to her body I new my mother needed a hero, our heavenly Father.
Today my mother is my hero every time she runs to the arms of our God most high, Its her example I've learned from most, more then the math lesson or starting school on time. Mom, the biggest lesson I've learned from you is to lean on our faithful God and not ourselves; to keep from holding in all our fears and continue in the good work God calls each of us to do, even when that meant getting up to school us when you didn't want too. Thank You for your Love and the strength when you feel weak. Lord, heal my mothers legs and feet and bless her with your perfect peace.
The Lord gives strength to His people; the Lord blesses his people with peace.
Psalm 29:11
I just met these ladies this week in an "Above Rubies" magazine. They made me remember my hero, the only women I ever wanted to be, my mother and my friend the women who taught, cared, and cried with me. No one was stronger, no woman worthy of her shoes. She always was a pillar of strength, She was the woman I wanted to be. I must confess as I got older her pain I could see, my heart hurt when she hurt I wanted to save my queen. I know at times she held in pain in life, but always appeared the stronger. When her hearts pain traveled to her body I new my mother needed a hero, our heavenly Father.
Today my mother is my hero every time she runs to the arms of our God most high, Its her example I've learned from most, more then the math lesson or starting school on time. Mom, the biggest lesson I've learned from you is to lean on our faithful God and not ourselves; to keep from holding in all our fears and continue in the good work God calls each of us to do, even when that meant getting up to school us when you didn't want too. Thank You for your Love and the strength when you feel weak. Lord, heal my mothers legs and feet and bless her with your perfect peace.
The Lord gives strength to His people; the Lord blesses his people with peace.
Psalm 29:11
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that is beautiful, Cara!
that is beautiful, Cara!
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