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GOD'S GARDEN When the wise God planted His garden, scattering the seeds from above, The choicest seed in His packet was the flower of Mother-love. Carefully watched over and tended, nurtured by sunshine and shower, Ever growing sturdy and stronger, it blooms a beautiful flower. A flower so sweet and entrancing, dazzling and shining and white, A love that guards us and guides us through life ~ our beacon light. A love that steadies our footsteps, that stretches a helpful hand, That comforts our sorrows and heartaches, that always will understand. Mother-love, God's gift to His children, with heavenly fragrance fraught; The brightest flower in God's garden, His truest forget-me-not. --Myrtie Fisher Seaverns THE SIMPLY CALLED IT MOTHER God took the fragrance of a flower, The majesty of a tree, The gentleness of morning dew, The calm of a quiet sea, The beauty of a twilight hour, The soul of a starry night, The laughter of the rippling brook, The grace of a bird in flight, Then God fashioned from these things A creation like no other, And when His mastrepiece was through, He called it simply...MOTHER --Herbert Farnham A HISTORY OF MOTHER'S DAY In the United States, Julia Ward Howe suggested the idea of Mother's Day in 1872. Howe, who wrote the words to the Battle Hymn of the Republic, saw Mother's Day as being dedicated to peace. To learn more click here. Send Mom and Electronic Card for Mother's Day at I Luv You.com! A MOTHER'S PRAYER As I look in his tiny, sweet baby face, Snuggled so peaceful in blanket and lace, My joy seems complete, my cup runneth over, But, Father, I'll need thy blessings still. He's pure and good and he knows no sin, So I'll need thy help in raising him. I'll need more wisdom than I've ever had, That I might discern the good from bad. More knowledge and patience, grant me from above, That I might teach him through kindness and love. And guide his footsteps, wher'er they trod, That he will shun evil, and follow God. I know in this world temptations are great, That Satan is striving to alter our fate, So stay by my side, both day and night, And help me always teach what is right. And bless him, too, as to manhood he grows, That he'll walk in the paths that the gospel shows. A light to the world may he always be, In doing good, and in serving thee. Thanks for the loan of this precious boy, Who brings me peace, and comfort and joy. I'll do my best to raise him just right, That his return "home" will be a delight. May celestial glory be his constant aim, And eternal life his final gain. Am I wanting to much for this tiny lad -- To have only the good, and know no bad? I'll strive day and night to fulfill my part, And teach all these things from a mother's heart. Oh! How I hope he will understand, That we must prepare here for the promised land. When his mission's complete, and his earth life is over, May he walk with thee, on that golden shore. Then, I'll know without doubt that my joy is complete, As he takes up his work in that heavenly retreat. --Ellen J. Eagar Poems and Prayer found at Aspiring Community. HOME |
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