Mother, Mother
By O. Stephen Peart
Mother, mother I love you dear
Mother, mother ever near,
Guiding and nurturing the path I go
Teaching much of what I know.
However the journey, I may take
The principles she taught I’ll not forsake
But living my life to honour her days
And yet further on fulfilled in my ways.
Mother, mother I honour you
And daily seek the things to do,
To be the best, I can endeavour
And those things to my family deliver.
Every morning I rise to see a new day that was created for me to experience something new. Each day is an opportunity to live, learn and lead my own life towards my own destiny. Like a new born, there is something special about a new day. One special thing about it is that life was sustained for me to once again receive the blessing of a new day and in return give forth that which was birth within me so others too can have a new day.
The freshness of the air, the welcoming sounds of life awaking, yes a New Day is filled with many welcoming sounds that seem to awaken to the excitement of new opportunities, new experiences and a new day. My new day started at the breast of my mother who nursed me and filled me with life and hope to face another day. It was her enduring commitment and in born passion to see her child develop into being a life of honour and praise. To be someone.
Motherhood is more than birthing a child. Motherhood is the ability to nature and in still a pattern of living that directly impacts the growth and development of a young life. Mothers have the God given gift of creating, shaping and nurturing the dreams and desires of her offspring. Mother has the power to shape our new days, every day. This is a tall order even as I reflect on the gift of motherhood, for mothers are called to be and mother help in the development of someone.
The depth of this awesome position far outstretches the vastness of the oceans as mothers are built with a natural inclination to protect their children with a passion that even surpasses that of a father. It is a quality that we off-times forget and neglectfully overlook as a key role in our own development as being a recipient of that call. In recognizing that, I would call on you to remember your mother and all the mothers that played a key role in your own life, helping you to be someone. Let’s give them the assurance that they are worthwhile and worthy of their call.
In our modern culture, we loss sight of some of the simple truths that shape the quality of life we use to experience, due to economic, political and social pressures. We overlook that contribution and value that mothers bring to our world. Yes, mothers do help us to be someone.
The influence of a mother undoubtedly will direct the course of a child’s life and should never be taken for granted. It is therefore vitally important that as a community we seek ways to encourage and help to rebuilding that influence and restore mother to a level where she’s respected and honoured for her impact. Let’s not forget her or leave her behind for it is mother that encourages us to be somebody. Let’s recognize her as somebody too.
Mother in the land
Mother holding my hand
Safe in her arms
And gently held by her love
Mother in the land
All part of a perfect plan,
Mother, we celebrate you.
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O. Stephen Peart is a writer and the founder of Released Expressions, focused on consistently producing inspiring content through a unique compilation of poetry, imagery, articles and music, to create an environment of inspired, self motivated individuals. To purchase his book Released Expressions – The Journey Begins, visit ReleasedExpressions.com. |  |
