There have been two women in my life that have impacted me in great ways, my mom and my wife. My mom raised me the first part of my life, and then Lea has taken over since then. Mom has taught me some incredible lessons in this life and Lea has too. It’s amazing how God knew I needed each of them. I’d like to share with you some things about both of them next week. I just don’t have room to write them here today, but I would like to say Happy Mother’s Day to my mom!
Thinking of moms, some of my biggest heroes in this world are single “church” moms. Single “church” moms may be single because they are not married or single because their husbands don’t (or can’t) come with them to church. Yet what I love about them is they still come and bring the kids because they know that’s where they all need to be. Those mothers who bring their children to church all by themselves amaze me. These moms rise early on a Sunday morning, prepare breakfast, dress themselves and the kids, and then attend services knowing full well that if the kids act like kids, she may not get much out of the service at all. I’d have to say those moms are somewhere at the top of my list of heroes in my life.
No telling how many great leaders in the church have been raised by Godly single mothers. Need a Biblical example? How about Timothy! “I have been reminded of your sincere faith, which first lived in your grandmother Lois and in your mother Eunice and, I am persuaded, now lives in you also.” (2 Timothy 1:5)
Sunday is Mother’s Day and all moms deserve honor, but single “church” moms are the ones that amaze me. We have quite a few single “church” moms in our congregation. I’d just like to say, “Well done mom, well done!”
And while I’m talking about moms, I couldn’t let this year’s Mothers Day go by without including a video that me and my boys have just laughed and laughed over. I’ve always been a big Mr. T fan, but this little video moves him into legendary status in my book.
So let me just say to all the moms out there, “Happy Mother’s Day from me and Mr. T.” Enjoy…
Mother! I always love her! My Mother! So treat her right!
M is for the moan and the miserable groan from the pain that she felt when I was boan.
O is for the oven with its burnin’ heat, where she stood, makin’ sure I had somethin’ to eat.
T is for the time that she stayed up night, and took my temperature when I wasn’t feelin’ right.
H is for the hard-earned money she spent to keep clothes on my back and try to pay da rent.
E is for every wrinkle that I put on her face, and every worry that I caused when I stayed out late.
The last letter R is that she taught me respect, and for the room up in heaven that I know she’ll get!
Mother! There is no other like Mother! So treat her right!