~ A Mothers Touch ~
When I was growing on
the farm
My mother showed me
How a life could be,
Though it be raining day
after day
She lived a special life
for me to see.
As through my childish
eyes
I saw a nobler call for
all,
From birth pangs until
now
I watched her walk a
chosen path.
It wasn't just a call of
duty
But, a deep devotion
true,
To set a tone within the
home
A courage from a faith
renewed,
To hold out the word of
life to all
And apply its hope in
all we do.
With skill she watches
every child
To see they're honed in
every way,
Their minds and bodies,
hearts and souls
talents, virtues,
faults, her goal
With prayer, for God
to shape the whole.
To build eternal destiny
For years her work's
unseen at best,
With no fruit to
glean from daily tasks
The growth so slow in
tenderness
While fed and nurtured
in her nest.
No greater, more
demanding work
Will ever be her all,
No more inspiring call
Than forming an eternal
soul
Much more than can be
imagined
Or dreamt, the
demand for more.
Dear God, give mothers
of Your wisdom
Your mighty faith and
love,
May Your Spirit raise up
generations now to come
Who will seek Your will
above,
For the worlds desperate
hope will ever be
A Mothers heart down on
her knees,
devoted to her child
eternally.
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