It’s Mothering Sunday again. Each year is so special. I am grateful to God for His love and mercies. For me, mother is synonymous to women. I can tell you that women are one of the most powerful creatures I have come across or have read about😄
On that note, my post today is applicable to all women. According to studies, women are more prone to stress yet they cope better with stress when compared with men.
Happy Mothering Sunday to you. You are amazing, I mean each and every single mother out there. Your work might not be appreciated that much but you’ve got to give yourself a big pat on the back because you are irreplaceable. The work we do in our various homes are overwhelming and underrated.
Well done to all mothers out there, the world 🌍 won’t be the same without you. I got a flower 💐 from the church today😄
May God continue to supply you with all the love, knowledge, patience and all that you need to build your home.
Happy Mothering Sunday to you.
I will leave with the song below.
My Mother by Ann Taylor (1782-1866)
Who sat and watched my infant head
When sleeping on my cradle bed,
And tears of sweet affection shed?
My Mother.
When pain and sickness made me cry,
Who gazed upon my heavy eye,
And wept for fear that I should die?
My Mother.
Who taught my infant lips to pray
And love God’s holy book and day,
And walk in wisdom’s pleasant way?
My Mother.
And can I ever cease to be
Affectionate and kind to thee,
Who was so very kind to me,
My Mother?
Ah, no! the thought I cannot bear,
And if God please my life to spare
I hope I shall reward they care,
My Mother.
When thou art feeble, old and grey,
My healthy arm shall be thy stay,
And I will soothe thy pains away,
My Mother.
“A mother’s arms are more comforting than anyone else’s.” Princess Diana
Lots of Love,
Viviensvoice.