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  • The Good Mother

    by Bob Allred
  • What My Mother Taught Me

    Author Unknown
    Humor for Mother's Day
  • Love You Forever

    by Barbara Beam
    The first part of this sermon talks about Love You Forever by Robert Munsch...
  • Motherhood

    by Phil Bloom
    Mary, sweet peace and solace Of pained mortals! Thou art the fount Whence flows the stream of grace, That makes our land fruitful. From thy throne, from heaven high, Hear my sorrowful cry! And may thy veil with brilliant light Protect my voice in rapid flight. Thou art my Mother, Mary pure; Thou be my guide on this angry sea. If vice pursues me madly on the morrow, If death harasses me with agony: Come to my aid and ease my sorrow! Amen
  • My Life as a Mr. Mom

    by Dan Clendenin
    The Celtic tradition is famous for its simple prayers by ordinary people about everyday life. The Celts would concur with the wisdom of Teresa. They specialized in sacred prayers for the mundane matters of life. God was present everywhere and in all ways. The Celts had prayers for getting dressed and going to sleep, for waking up and for lighting the fire. They prayed for birth and death, healing and protection, hunting and herding, the farming and fishing. They prayed invocations to bless the loom and the land.
  • Mothers in Arms

    by Stephanie Coontz
  • Mother's Day (2001)

    by Mary G. Durkin
  • Mother's Day (1999)

    by Mary G. Durkin
  • Mother's Day Resources

    from Richard Fairchild
  • The Story of Mother's Day

    by Richard Fairchild
  • A Mother's Influence

    by Sil Galvan
    Your gentle guidance has immeasurably influenced all that I have done, all that I do, and all that I will ever do. Your spirit is indelibly imprinted on all that I have been, all that I am, and all that I will ever be. Thus, you are a part of all that I accomplish and all that I become. And so it is that when I help my neighbor, your helping hand is there also. When I ease the pain of a friend, they owe a debt to you. When I show a child a better way, either by word or by example, you are the teacher once removed. Because everything I do reflects values learned from you, any wrong that I right, any heart I may brighten, any gift that I share, or burden I may lighten, is in its own small way a tribute to you. Because you gave me life, and more importantly, lessons in how to live, you are the wellspring from which flows all good I may achieve in my time on earth. For all that you are and all that I am, thank you, Mom.
  • A Mother's Love

    by Sil Galvan
    "Being a first time mother at age 47, (now 50) I realize that not only is this a special day for all mothers, but a very special day for me to give thanks to the Lord for allowing me to experience this day. I know how many times I shed tears on Mothers' Day because I had not been so blessed. On this day I remember the other women, who still yearn for a child of their own to hold, love, caress and care for, and I remember to say a prayer for them. I also say a prayer for the aborted babies who were never allowed to know a mother's love. I will say a prayer of thanks for my daughter's birth mother, who allowed me to be the mom I am, and for all the birth mothers out there who make the decision to let their child be adopted, rather than aborted. Her precious gift to me, was surely the most unselfish gift of love she could give to my daughter. I will celebrate, I will pray, and I will remember."...
  • A Mother's Love (Part 3)

    by Sil Galvan
    Mother is always there when you need her. She helps, protects, listens, advises and nurtures physically and morally. She makes sure that her family is loved 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 52 weeks a year. At least that's how I remember my mother, for the few precious years I was blessed to have her. But no words can describe the sacrifice she made out of love for me, her young son. I was 19 years old, and I was being taken to a concentration camp with a large group of other Jews. It was clear that we were destined to die. There was another group of Jews who had passes and these were going to remain in the ghetto. As I passed by my mother, at the last possible moment and without being noticed by the Nazi officers, she handed me her card and then took my place in the line. And although it was more than 50 years ago, I will never forget her last words to me and her good-bye look. "I have lived long enough," she said. "You have to survive because you are so young."And I never saw her again. Most kids are born only once. I was given birth twice - by the same mother...
  • Sacrificial Love

    by Sil Galvan
    ("My mother and I never had one of those cutesy 'dress in matching mother-daughter clothes' relationships. But it was good, until my teenage years when my mother became my opponent in a battle of wills. In the confused, uncertain mind of a teenager, this translated to, 'She doesn't care, understand or love me.'...")
  • Mother's Day (2003)

    by Andrew Greeley
    ("Once upon a time, not so very long ago, there was a mother who was widowed when her youngest child was 13 years old, just beginning her last year of grammar school. The mother, who had lost her own mother when she was that same age, resolved to maintain an upbeat attitude...")
  • Mother's Day (2002)

    by Andrew Greeley
    ("Once upon a time, not so very long ago, a woman spoke about her conviction that Mother's Day is the one cultural event that makes us most conscious of our common human experience. She reminded us that every human being has a mother -- has experienced being mothered...")
  • Mother's Day (2000)

    by Andrew Greeley
    ("Once upon a time there was a Mom, who tried her best to be a good Mom and to be fair with all her children. Her children, like all children, didn’t really appreciate this and were always telling her she did more for one or the other of them than she did for all of them...")
  • Preaching on Mother's Day: Don't Compromise

    by Dawn Hutchings
    One of the first founders of Mother’s Day was Anna Jarvis back in 1858. Anna Jarvis gathered women of the Appalachian mountains together in what she called mother’s day work clubs. Where women worked together to eliminate poverty. When the Civil War came about, the mother’s day work clubs created medical camps. They were places of nonviolence for men from both sides who were wounded in the war. At the end of the Civil War, Anna Jarvis organized the Mother’s Day Friendship Day, which was a call for radical peace. Anna Jarvis brought together the leaders from the north and the south for a time of reconciliation. Mother’s Day was originally about reconciliation and peace.
  • Leadership of Love

    by Beth Johnston
  • Witnesses of the Resurrection

    by Beth Johnston
    ("Joyce Rupp, Catholic sister and spiritual writer says in her book Pieces of Light: 'I am always assured by the stories from Scripture of all those women and men who had tough times, because God continually gives two messages over and over to those in darkness: "Do not fear" and "I am with you"..." and other illustrations)
  • Flowers for Mother's Day

    by Terrance Klein
  • Like Motherhood, Our Faith Is About Faces, Not Facts

    by Terrance Klein
    I spoke with Bertha last Sunday evening. Still quarantined, I had been alone the entire day, and toward evening I was feeling blue. This virus has taken so many lives. It’s taken so much from our lives. Like any other hardship, we bear it, but sometimes…we can’t bear it. So I said: “Bertha, I’m tired of it. I want it to go away. It’s gone on too long, taken too much. Please, Bertha, take it away.” Does it seem odd that I asked this of a friend? To do what God alone can do? But, perhaps you have done the same. You see, Bertha died three years ago. I was her pastor; she was my friend. In her last years, we talked a lot about what it meant to grow infirm with age, to be estranged from family, to lose those whom we love, to know that death is drawing nigh...
  • God's Home

    by David Martyn
    I want to share with you a reading and the image of a mother; the mother may be your mother, it may be yourself or, as Julian of Norwich might add, it could be Jesus as a mother. The young mother set her foot on the path of life. “Is this the long way?” she asked. The guide said: “Yes, and the way is hard, and you will be old before you reach the end of it, but the end will be better than the beginning.” But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children, and gathered flowers for them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and the sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried, “Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.” Then the night came, then the storm, and the path was dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, “Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come.” And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children, “A little patience and we are there.” So the children climbed, and when they reached the top they said, “Mother, we would not have done it without you.”...
  • Just Water

    by David Martyn
    "Back in 1872, just a few years after the American Civil War came to a close, Julia Ward Howe, a poet, suffragist, and social reformer, had a vision. Julia envisioned the establishment of a day to honour mothers — women who understood the cost of war and who attempted to bring the brutality and injustice of armed conflict to an end..."
  • More Than a Mother

    by David Martyn
    On August 10, 1976, a remarkable incident occurred in one of the streets of Belfast in Northern Ireland. A man, in an attempted getaway, comes tearing down the street in his car, trying to shake off his pursuers. Suddenly a shot rings out, and with a mortally wounded driver slumped over the steering-wheel, the vehicle swerves into a fence, knocking down a mother and her three children. The mother, though badly injured, survived, while her three children were killed on the spot. In the area where the three children were killed lived a housewife: she heard the thud as the car crashed into the fence, and as she hurried to the spot she took in the whole horror of the scene. At that moment something happened in that woman’s mind: it was like the bursting of a dam...
  • I Will Not Leave You Orphans

    by Susan Fleming McGurgan
    The love that a mother feels for her child is a reflection and a testimony to the eternal love that our God has for us. We love because God loved us first. This is our gift; a promise of immense comfort. It is the promise of a loving parent to a child who knows that the world can be a very scary place. It is the promise of One who knows that the love that binds us is the very thing that makes us so terribly vulnerable. This is the promise of the God who walks with us, even when we lose our way. It is the promise that no matter what happens in life, no matter how desolate we may feel, we are never alone. It is the promise of promises.
  • A Real Faith for a Real World

    Compiled by Bill Mosley
  • Love You Forever

    Audio Book by Robert Munsch
  • Commanded to Love?

    by Stephen Portner
    ("I love the story in Chicken Soup for the Christian Soul where author Bev Hulsizer tells of her mother's hands. (1) At first she got angry with her mother because her mother's hands were so badly crippled that she could not tie the bow on her own dress. As she helped her mother, her anger was changed to compassion...")
  • Blessing the Mothers

    by Jan Richardson
    ("Who are our first sanctuary. Who fashion a space of blessing with their own being: with the belly the bone and the blood or, if not with these, then with the durable heart that offers itself to break and grow wide, to gather itself around another as refuge, as home....")
  • If You Love Me

    by Billy Strayhorn
    Mee Spousler of the Mount Hope United Methodist Church, in Aston, PA., tells how she was trying to put her three-year-old son to bed for a nap. When she was unsuccessful, she put him in her bed and laid down with him to encourage him to rest. She fell asleep, but he didn't. When she woke up, she saw him sitting on a chair at the end of the bed, and asked, "Luke, what are you doing?" "I'm playing God," he replied. "Playing God?" she asked. "Yes," he said. "I'm watching over you while you sleep."...
  • Grandmother's Model for Mission

    by Robert Stuhlmann
    ("My grandmother was kicked out of Wales and sent to America. That's the way I like to tell the story. Born to a poor family in Liverpool, her father in the merchant marine would come home for long enough to impregnate his wife and leave her with another mouth to feed and not enough income. Gram, as I would call her, was sent to live with her mother's sister in Wales...")
  • Like the Love of a Mother

    Sermon Starter by Leonard Sweet
    A man was boarding an airplane one day. As he came on board, he happened to notice that the head of the plane's cockpit flight crew was a woman. That was no problem. Still, it was a new experience for him. As he found his seat, he noticed three persons sitting immediately behind him. One was a young boy about six or seven years of age. Next to him was a man in his early thirties. And next to the man was a woman in her early sixties. The man could not help overhearing the conversation among these three persons as the plane made final plans for departure from the gate. It was not long before he realized that they were the woman pilot's family. The boy was her son. The man was her husband. And the older woman was her mother. Suddenly he realized why the family was on the plane. This was the first time the woman pilot had been the head of a flight crew! They were there to honor her promotion. The plane taxied down the runway and poised itself for takeoff. The engines began to roar, and the plane gained speed quickly. Within seconds they were airborne. As the plane began to ascend the bank to the south, the six-year-old boy began to applaud! "Way to go, Mom. Way to go!"...
  • When the Golden Rule Isn't Enough

    by Leonard Sweet
    Mona Lisa's mother: "After all that money your father and I spent on braces, Mona, that's the biggest smile you can give us?" Humpty Dumpty's mother: "Humpty, if I've told you once, I've told you a hundred times not to sit on that wall. But would you listen to me? Noooo!" Christopher Columbus' mother: "I don't care what you've discovered, Christopher. You still could have written!" Michelangelo's mother: "Mike, can't you paint on walls like other children? Do you have any idea how hard it is to get that stuff off the ceiling?" Napoleon's mother: "All right, Napoleon. If you aren't hiding your report card inside your jacket, then take your hand out of there and prove it!" Jonah's mother: "That's a nice story, but now tell me where you've really been for the last three days."
  • Whistling Jesus

    Sermon Starter by Leonard Sweet
    ("'Back in the mid-1950's, Theodor Geisel railed and revolted against the boringly banal primers forced on first time readers. His books, penned under the now famous name of 'Dr. Seuss', transformed reading to our little ones from dull and dreary tales of 'Dick and Jane' to the lyrical fun of 'The Cat in the Hat'....")
  • Like a Mother's Love

    by Keith Wagner
    ("The last time I had a serious conversation with my mother she gave me a lecture about my relationship with my three brothers...")
  • Mother's Rule

    by Keith Wagner
  • A Mother's Gift

    by Carlos Wilton
  • The School of Courage

    by Carl Wilton
    Sundar Singh told of a trip he once took to Tibet.He and a Tibetan guide were making their way on foot, over a high mountain pass. The weather had turned suddenly bad, with icy winds and blowing snow. Singh and his guide were beginning to wonder if they could make it to the next village alive.Suddenly they saw, lying at their feet, another traveler who had slipped from the path. He was still alive, but just barely. Singh insisted they pick the man up and carry him with them to the village. His guide refused. This was a matter of survival, he told him. They couldn’t possibly carry the man. If they tried, all three of them would die in the snow. No,the best course was to press on to the village as fast as they could, then send back a rescue party.The two of them had a falling-out. Singh refused to abandon the man. The guide left them, heading down the trail to the village. Singh, as weary as he was,threw the injured traveler over his shoulders and picked his slow way down the path.Here’s the rest of the story in his own words:“How we made it, I do not know. But just as daylight was beginning to fade, the snow cleared and I could see houses a few hundred yards ahead. Near me, on the ground, I saw the frozen body of my guide. Nearly within shouting distance of the village,he had succumbed to the cold and died, while the unfortunate traveler and I made it to safety. The exertion of carrying him and the contact of our bodies had created enough heat to save us both.This is the way of service. No one can live without the help of others, and in helping others, we receive help ourselves.”
  • The Vine and the Ties That Bind and Set Us Free

    by Claire Woodley-Aitchison
    In her book, The Way of the Mother , Carol Wallace LaChance speaks to the spiritual path of the mother. This path invites women and men to learn what wisdom can be gained when the birth process is fully embraced. "The dynamics of birth," she states "is the metaphor to embrace in every aspect of life and death." LaChance speaks of four major dynamics to assist the soul to birth through embracing the disciplines of pregnancy and birth. Trust, choice, emptying, and vulnerability. Birth teaches women to trust and surrender to the process. Once a woman's body contracts for the first time a process has begun that will unfold until its completion. Once it is begun, it can't be stopped, either to death or to life. Within this dance upon the edge of death and life are moments of terror and despair. Trust in the body's ability to give birth is essential, surrounding oneself with others who have been there and can encourage us along the way is crucial...

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