I canâ€™t remember a time when God was not real to me.Â I give my mother a lot of credit for that.Â She was the first one to talk about Jesus to me.Â I also attribute this to those faithful Sunday school workers who revealed to me the wonders of the great Bible stories about David, Noah, Jonah etc.Â But it was my mother who made it possible for me to go to Sunday school each week with my older sister.Â My mother was the one who sewed the clothes for me to wear and combed my hair and made me presentable.
Later, it was my older sister who took me to church and Vacation Bible School.Â When I was twelve years old, I became a Christian.Â By that time my father had left me and my five other siblings, and my mother sometimes had to work more than one job to keep us together.Â But, she stayed up late one night and altered one of my sisterâ€™s white dresses for me to wear to be baptized.Â
Today is my birthday.Â But today, instead of this being my special day, I would like to honor my mother who gave so much to me and my brothers and sisters.Â Being our mother meant that she seldom had a new dress, never went out to eat, never had a new car, got out of bed before daylight to be at a job by 6:30 a.m., seldom got to attend our school functions, and had to depend on us to look after each other most of the time.Â She seldom hugged us or told us that she loved us, but we always felt loved.Â She said â€œI love youâ€ everyday by the sacrifices she made and the things that she did for us. Â After all was said and done, this was the greatest expression of love anyone could ever have.
â€œHonor your father and your mother, so that you may live long in the land the Lord your God is giving you.â€Â Genesis 20:12
She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue.Â She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness.Â Her children arise and call her blessedâ€¦â€Â Proverbs 31:26-28
God commands us to honor and respect our mother. Those of us who were blessed with loving mothers should do it willingly with loving gratitude.Â Â