To The Mother Who…

To the mother who’s up late at night on shift work or housework for her family.

I see you.

To the mother who gives up her needs and desires and puts her children’s first.

I know.

To the mother trying to pay her bills, overwhelmed by the future.

You’re not alone.

To the mother in the wee hours of the morning, sewing costumes, packing lunches, washing and ironing clothes.

I understand.

To the mother who gets up early and makes her family breakfast. Nourishing their bellies.

I applaud you.

To the mother who attends every sporting match, is the loudest cheerer, the biggest supporter, the proudest smile.

I can tell.

To the mother who has sipped countless cups of tea, playing make believe, kicking soccer balls and making cubby houses.

I am proud of you.

To the mother who falls to the floor and picks up their child when they are hurt. Who kisses away every tear, who patches the scrapes and cuts. Who holds their precious child in their arms until that child finds peace. 

I know.

To the mother giving wisdom, sharing her knowledge and faithful advice to her children.

I’m encouraged by you.

To the mother balancing work, homeschooling and motherhood.

I care.

To the single mother who does all this on her own, giving of herself in ALL she does as a mother not just to her own children but to many.

I’m here.

To the mothers who are still trying to conceive, longing to hold a baby of their own. 

I hear your cry’s. 

To the mothers who have lost a precious babe. Who’s heart breaks to hold their little one just one more time.

I feel the ache in your heart and arms. 

To all mothers who give with every fiber of their being, for their family. And do it with grace and gentleness every single day.

I rise and call you blessed,

Happy Mother’s Day.

Jennifer X

For Simone, my friend.

The Wife of Noble Character

10 A wife of noble character who can find?
    She is worth far more than rubies.
11 Her husband has full confidence in her
    and lacks nothing of value.
12 She brings him good, not harm,
    all the days of her life.
13 She selects wool and flax
    and works with eager hands.
14 She is like the merchant ships,
    bringing her food from afar.
15 She gets up while it is still night;
    she provides food for her family
    and portions for her female servants.
16 She considers a field and buys it;
    out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
17 She sets about her work vigorously;
    her arms are strong for her tasks.

18 She sees that her trading is profitable,
    and her lamp does not go out at night.
19 In her hand she holds the distaff
    and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
20 She opens her arms to the poor
    and extends her hands to the needy.
21 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
    for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
22 She makes coverings for her bed;
    she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
23 Her husband is respected at the city gate,
    where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
24 She makes linen garments and sells them,
    and supplies the merchants with sashes.
25 She is clothed with strength and dignity;
    she can laugh at the days to come.
26 She speaks with wisdom,
    and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
27 She watches over the affairs of her household
    and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children arise and call her blessed;
    her husband also, and he praises her:
29 “Many women do noble things,
    but you surpass them all.”
30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
    but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.
31 Honor her for all that her hands have done,
    and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.


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