Whatsoever Things Are Lovely ~ Think On These Things

Failing Student Tom

“A partially deaf boy came home from school one day carrying a note from officials at the school.  The note suggested that the parents take the boy out of school, claiming that he was ‘too stupid to learn.’

The boy’s mother read the note and said, ‘My son Tom isn’t too stupid to learn!’  I’ll teach him myself!’  And so she did.

When Tom died many years later, the people of the United States of America paid tribute to him by turning off the nation’s lights for one full minute.  You see, this Tom had invented the light bulb — and not only that, but motion pictures and the record player.  In all, he had more than one thousand patents to his credit.

No child is beyond receiving affection and growing in self-esteem.  No child is beyond experiencing the presence of Almighty God.

Never give up on any aspect of your child’s growth and development.  Your Heavenly Father hasn’t, doesn’t, and won’t.” *

Never despair of your child.  The one you weep the most for at the mercy seat may fill your heart with the sweetest joys.” 

“He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing…”

~ Psalm 126:6

Albert Einstein Childhood

Thomas Edison On Failure

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The Mission of Motherhood ~ Chapter 5: The Discipling Mother

The Mission of Motherhood

Welcome to my daughter’s Mothering book club, her weekly discussion of  The Mission of Motherhood: Touching Your Child’s Heart for Eternity.

Anna begins, “I hope that you are taking time each week to read through the chapter and let Sally’s insights sink deep down. After each chapter, I find myself inspired to take my role as a mother more seriously and prayerfully!

Let’s begin now with Chapter 5, The Discipling Mother…

“I had to chuckle at Sally’s description of a visit to the home of a “lovely, accomplished Christian friend”, in which she spent the entire time comparing her own children to those of her hostess. Her friend’s children had impeccable manners, wore nice clothes, were very accomplished and even had great haircuts! As the visit progressed, Sally found herself feeling worse and worse about her own mothering and by the time she left, she had a lengthy mental list of things she was going to “start working on” with her kids right away!

We’ve all been there, haven’t we?

I know that many times, I’ve felt that same pressure when I’ve been with families who seem more “with it” than our family.

As moms, one of our greatest desires is for our children to be happy. In many ways, that’s how we were designed – we have a strong drive to protect, nurture and comfort our children. We want to provide them with everything they need to be successful.

Yet, often times we allow the myriad of deafening voices out in the world to tell us what that success should look like, instead of letting God tell us what really matters.

Let’s go back and look at one of the passages of scripture in which God gives us a glimpse of what is important to Him:

“Let not a wise man boast of his wisdom, and let not the mighty man boast of his might, let not a rich man boast of his riches, but let him who boasts boast of this, that he understands and knows Me, that I am the LORD who exercises lovingkindness, justice, and righteousness on earth; for I delight in these things,” declares the LORD. – Jeremiah 9:23-24

Isn’t it amazing that today, over 2,000 years later, people still seek success through these same three areas – the intellect; power and status; and riches?

What about us? Do we let ourselves get sucked into the world’s definition of success? Do we think that if only we can choose the right curriculum or get our children into the right school/college, they will have a great life? If only we can earn enough money to make our children “fit in” with their peers, then they will feel at peace? If our children would display wonderful manners, we could actually be a “good witness” to others?

Sally says:

The reality is that no matter how we try to control these external factors, each of us will fall short. No matter how we try to control life, we cannot make it behave. And pursuing only these worldly goals has a diminishing effect on us as mothers as well as on our children. Comparing ourselves to others and all they have will almost inevitably cause us to focus on the shortcomings of our families instead of progressing in truly important areas. (p. 83)

So, what is the most important thing to focus on?

The heart.

God does not look on the externals; He is most concerned about the state of the heart. Therefore, it makes sense that our primary job as parents is to focus on our children’s heart attitudes.

Sally offers four areas that we can focus on as we strive to reach our children’s hearts.

the heart 1

Our Time.

Jesus developed the hearts of His followers by spending time with them – instructing, advising them, and modeling right behavior. He spoke with them one-on-one and in small groups. He included them in His ministry and in His daily life.

Compare that with how we try to reach children’s hearts today. Often we value activity (busyness) over long-term personal relationships. Again, I think this stems from our desire as moms for the very best for our children. We don’t want them to miss out on anything!!

But as Sally says:

All of the going in the world will not make us or our children spiritually deep or alive. It is only by coming to the living God and developing intimacy with Him that we will really draw near in our hearts to Christ.

Signing up our children up for every “spiritual” activity or organization may or may not make any difference in them developing a heart for God. Giving them time with someone (that’s you!) who knows and loves God, however, will make a tremendous one.


Intentional instruction in God’s Word is crucial to developing our children’s hearts for God. We cannot expect our children to know the truth or how to behave or how to think until they know what the Bible actually says.

There is no easy way around teaching Scripture. It takes dedication and time. No amount of “quality videos” or Bible-themed crafts can replace plain and simple instruction from the Word.

Although it may seem daunting, it can be done. In this chapter, Sally offers some practical suggestions on how to incorporate Biblical instruction into the day with young children by way of storytelling, memorization, and family devotions.


Although at first glance it may seem like it, training and instruction are not the same thing.

Training is the practical application of a learned truth to actual life.

Training involves helping our children to form “pathways” of thought and action and often involves confrontation. Are we willing to risk the unpleasantness associated with training our children in the interest of their growth in righteousness?

There are various methods for training and discipline, but we must always remember to exercise our training with love and patience.

Sally mentions that one of the main tools they used in their family was to teach their children the Clarkson’s “24 Family Ways”. You may recall me mentioning a few months back that Dan and I have used the Clarkson’s Ways in our own family. Though it is not a formula for parenting, it has been a very useful tool for us to use as we try to train our children in the ways they should go.


This might be the most controversial segment of Chapter 5, because people tend to be unbalanced one way or the other in regards to guarding their children’s influences. I believe that Sally offers a balanced approach to this topic when she says that young children need protection and guidance from outside forces that would threaten their future growth.

The thing is, there is no formula for exactly how to go about this, especially in this exceptionally perverse generation that we live in.  It is one of those areas where we have to take each and every step by faith coupled with lots of prayer.

Sally reminds us that while we work toward guarding our children from ungodly influences, we need to also give them access to positive influences and also opportunities to have compassion on others who live by different standards than we do.



This chapter is a tall order! It’s almost overwhelming when I think about it.

And yet, I know that if I am following after God every hour, He will provide everything I need to raise my children. Because in reality, they are His children.

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Sabbath Hugs

Old Man

It was in the spring of the new year, when everyone was busy outdoors with their children, taking them to the playgrounds, planting gardens, building their decks for entertaining, so busy, so exhausted from the end-less lists and appointments. The Sabbath was her only reprieve from the week’s activities. In her hurry to get to church on time, Nancy sped past the nursing home on her way, almost late again, not noticing an 90-year-old church member, a gentleman being carefully lifted from his wheelchair into the nursing home’s transport van for another church service.  He longed for conversation and perhaps just a friendly smile at services. All his children were gone and now a widow. So going to Sabbath services was his delight. It would all be worth the pain he felt, his muscles stiff and sore from his lack of mobility. The drive seemed so long, even though a few blocks away, his body tired and easily bruised from the bumps and jars of the rough streets. He did not want to miss even one Sabbath service. It meant being together with those he loved, even though at times he seemed irritated and out of sorts. He had no strength to speak, but in his heart he yearned and ached to say them.

Every week, he sat, hunched over in the back of church because of his frailty, so that when the children would run past him to play with other children he would not get hurt, for his bones were so worn with age, they could easily be fractured.

He yearned so much for someone to stop and talk with him, children to bring him a smile, as it brought back memories of his children and grandchildren.  He longed for men and women, young and old to pause their conversations to bend down low to see his face, as his neck was stiff from age and he could hardly look up. Yet, people passed by quickly in their rush for conversation on the Sabbath. They rarely took the time to stoop low to converse with him because he seemed cranky and out of sorts.

Though the brethren did not know this, it was to be his last service.

The Sunday after Sabbath he passed away. This poem was found in the desk along with a very old tattered picture of his beautiful wife the day they were married. They looked so happy, a new life, new dreams. Here is what the poem read:

Cranky Old Man

What do you see nurses? . . .. . .What do you see?
What are you thinking .. . when you’re looking at me?
A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise,
Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .. with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food .. . … . . and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . .’I do wish you’d try!’
Who seems not to notice . . .the things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . . .. . . A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not . . . … lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding . . . .The long day to fill?
Is that what you’re thinking?. .Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse .you’re not looking at me.
I’ll tell you who I am . . . . .. As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, .. . . . as I eat at your will.
I’m a small child of Ten . .with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters .. . . .. . who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen . . . .. with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . .. . . a lover he’ll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty . . . ..my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows .. .. .that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now . . . . .I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . .. . . . . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . .. With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .. .have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me . . to see I don’t mourn.
At Fifty, once more, .. …Babies play ’round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me . . . . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future … . . . . I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing .. . . young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . And the love that I’ve known.
I’m now an old man . . . . . . .. and nature is cruel.
It’s jest to make old age . . . . . . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles .. .. . grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone . . . where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young man still dwells,
And now and again . . . . . my battered heart swells
I remember the joys . . . . .. . I remember the pain.
And I’m loving and living . . . . . . . life over again.
I think of the years, all too few . . .. gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people .. . . . .. . . open and see.
Not a cranky old man .
Look closer . . . . see .. .. . .. …. . ME!!

1 Timothy 5:2 “The elder women as mothers; the younger as sisters, with all purity”

1 Timothy 5:1 “Rebuke not an elder, but entreat him as a father; and the younger men as brethren.”

Leviticus 19:32 “Thou shalt rise up before the white-haired, and honor the face of the old man, and fear thy God: I am the LORD.”

Exodus 20:12 “Honor thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long upon the land which the LORD thy God giveth thee.”

Just a reminder from God to visit the older brethren this Sabbath, even though they look distant, cannot speak or mumble words that cannot be understood or seem out of sorts. This is the heart of God. Do we not want to imitate our Father in heaven?

James 1:27 “Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep himself unspotted from the world.”

Someday it may be ourselves sitting in that chair, for time is truly fleeting. God will abundantly reward your love and concern. Bring your children with you when you visit. Teach them to honor the elderly before anyone else, and God will richly bless you, for you will be called the children of the Most High.


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Whatsoever Things Are Lovely ~ Think On These Things


Somebody’s Mother

She stood at the crossing and waited long,

Alone, uncared for, amid the throng.

Past the woman so old and gray

Hastened the children on their way.

No one offered a helping hand to her –

So meek, so timid, afraid to stir

Lest the carriage wheels or the horses’ feet

Should crowd her down in the slippery street.


He paused beside her and whispered low,

I’ll help you cross, if you wish to go.”

Her aged hand on his strong young arm

She placed, and so, without hurt or harm.

He guided the trembling feet along,

Proud that his own were firm and strong.

Then back again to his friends he went,

His young heart happy and well content.


“She’s somebody’s mother, boys, you know.

For all she’s aged and poor and slow.

And I hope some fellow will lend a hand

To help my mother, you understand.

If ever she’s poor and old and gray,

When her own dear boy is far away.”

~ Mary Dow Brine

This boy’s parents taught him to be not only kind, appreciative and pleasant to his own family and friends but to even see a stranger as someone special!

It is desirable that children be kind, appreciative, and pleasant, those qualities should be taught, not hoped for. This would be a great poem for our children to memorize to remember this special quality, kindness to those who are weaker.  We can truly be tools in God’s hands, even the very young. 

Then shall they also answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, or athirst, or a stranger, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and did not minister unto thee?

Then shall he answer them, saying, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye did it not to one of the least of these, ye did it not to me.

~ Matthew 25:44-45

Our children are our disciples.  Let us teach them well.

 “For the commandment is a lamp; and the law is light; and reproofs of instruction are the way of life.”

~ Proverbs 6:23

 “Get up from your seats before the white-haired, and give honour to the old, and let the fear of your God be before you: I am the Lord.”

~ Leviticus 19:32

 “When Jesus therefore saw his mother, and the disciple standing by, whom he loved, he saith unto his mother, Woman, behold thy son!” 

~ John 19:26

“Learn to do well; seek judgment, relieve the oppressed, judge the fatherless, plead for the widow.”

~ Isaiah 1:17

“Be ye therefore followers of God, as dear children.”

~ Ephesians 5:1 

 “For all the law is fulfilled in one word, even in this; Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.”

~ Galatians 5:14



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~Whatsoever Things Are Lovely ~ Think on These Things~


A NYC Taxi driver wrote:

I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor. After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90’s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940’s movie. By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware. ‘Would you carry my bag out to the car?’ she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.

She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. ‘It’s nothing’, I told her.. ‘I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.’

‘Oh, you’re such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, ‘Could you drive through downtown?’ ‘It’s not the shortest way,’ I answered quickly..

‘Oh, I don’t mind,’ she said. ‘I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice.

I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. ‘I don’t have any family left,’ she continued in a soft voice..’The doctor says I don’t have very long.’ I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

‘What route would you like me to take?’ I asked. For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, ‘I’m tired. Let’s go now’.

We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.

They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

‘How much do I owe you?’ She asked, reaching into her purse.

‘Nothing,’ I said

‘You have to make a living,’ she answered.

‘There are other passengers,’ I responded. Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.

‘You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,’ she said. ‘Thank you.’

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life..

I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life.

We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

~ Author Unknown ~

Ladies, is this the way we want our life to end? Where were the church members that she had come to know and love? Where were the younger women who should have had the time to hold her hand and see the sites before she passed away? Young ladies, I have seen many elderly ladies alone in their lives, feeble, yet with many wonderful stories and lessons for us to learn. Please don’t forget them. Make the time to visit the widows. When you walk across the stage to receive your award at a church graduation honors ceremony, and they ask you what your goals in life are going to be, perhaps you can speak these words, “I want to visit the widows and fatherless. I’m going to school to become a Godly woman. I may go to college, but my heart leads me this direction first and foremost and nothing else will compare.” Wouldn’t that be a statement that would glorify our Father, who we want to emulate? Let’s teach our sons and daughters this wonderful gift of service. God will take care of all our needs if we strive to become like Him first. Press on wonderful ladies! You have been created to be a Helpmeet to God Himself. Let’s take this beautiful vocation seriously and reap the joys that come with it.

 Matthew 25:40 “And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.”

Prpverbs 19:17 “He that hath pity upon the poor lendeth unto the LORD; and that which he hath given will he pay him again.”

Mark 9:41 “For whosoever shall give you a cup of water to drink in my name, because ye belong to Christ, verily I say unto you, he shall not lose his reward.”

Hebrews 6:10 “For God is not unrighteous to forget your work and labour of love, which ye have shewed toward his name, in that ye have ministered to the saints, and do minister.”


Whatsoever Is Lovely ~ Think On These Things


A little girl was put to bed in a dark room. She brought her favorite doll named Happy to cuddle as she lay in the dark.  But the girl still cried and begged her mother to stay in the room with her. So, the mother patiently reminded her daughter that she had both Happy and God in the room with her, and that she need not feel lonely or afraid.

The little girl listened, but after her mother left, she began to sob again. The mother returned to her room and said in a sterner tone of voice, “Honey, you aren’t alone.  You have Happy and God with you.”  The little girl sobbed, “But Mother, I want someone who can hug me back.”

As strong as our faith may be, and as noble as our words may be to our children, our children still need to feel our presence. They need quality and quantity time.  They need to know we are available to hug them, when and where they feel the need for those hugs.

The Father certainly is with us always, but Jesus put our role in perspective when He said, “As the Father hath sent me, so send I you.”  Your role as a parent is the most important thing you will ever do.*

“Unless loving your family is high priority, you may gain the world and lose your children.”

“Perfect love casts out fear.”  ~ I John 4:18

You can’t replace the hours and days you miss out with your children now.  Please make every effort to live more simply.  This will enable you to work less hours and spend more time with your children. They need you. God needs you.

Happy Mother’s Day

“Her children rise up and call her blessed; Her husband also, and he praises her.”   ~ Proverbs 31:2

And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.  ~  1 Corinthians 13:13

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Whatsoever Things Are Lovely ~ Think On These Things


I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend.  He referred to the dates on her tombstone from the beginning to the end.


He noted that first came the date of her birth

And spoke the following date with tears,

But he said what mattered most of all

Was the dash between those years.


For that dash represents all the time

That she spent alive on earth.

And now only those who loved her

Know what that little line is worth.


For it matters not how much we own:

The cars, the house, the cash,

What matters is how we live and love

And how we spend our dash.


So think about this long and hard

Are there things you’d like to change?

For you never know how much time is left,

That can still be rearranged.


If we could just slow down enough

To consider what’s true and real

And always try to understand

The way other people feel.


And be less quick to anger,

And show appreciation more,

And love the people in our lives

Like we’ve never loved before.


If we treat each other with respect,

And more often wear a smile

Remembering that this special dash

Might only last a little while.


So, when your eulogy is being read

With your life’s actions to rehash,

Would you be proud of the things they say

About how you spent your dash?


~ Linda Ellis


Colossians 4:5  Walk in wisdom toward them that are without, redeeming the time.

Colossians 4:6 Let your speech be alway with grace, seasoned with salt, that ye may know how ye ought to answer every man.

Psalms 103:16 As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.

Psalms 103:16 For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.

Ecclesiastes 7:1  A good name is better than precious ointment; and the day of death than the day of one’s birth.

Eccleiastes 7:2 It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart.




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Whatsoever Things are Lovely, Think on These Things


Qualifications of a Mother

According to a fable, a woman showed up one snowy morning at 5 a.m. at home of an “examiner” of “suitable mother” candidates.  Ushered in, she was asked to sit for three hours past her appointment time before she was interviewed.  The first question given to  her in the interview was, “Can you spell?”  Yes, she said.  “Then spell ‘cook.’”  The woman responded “C-O-O-K.”

The examiner then asked, “Do you know anything about numbers?”  The woman replied, “Yes sir, some things.”  The examiner said, “Please add two plus two.”  The candidate replied, “Four.”

“Fine,” announced the examiner.  “We’ll be in touch.” 

At the board meeting of examiners held the next day, the examiner reported that the woman had all the qualifications to be a fine mother.  He said, “First I tested her on self-denial, making her arrive at five in the morning on a snowy day.  Then I tested her on patience.  She waited three hours without complaint.  Third, I tested her on temper, asking her questions a child could answer.  She never showed indignation or anger.  She’ll make a fine mother.”  And all on the board agreed.

A mother’s patience is like a tube of toothpaste – it is never quite gone.

“Being strengthened with all power, according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience.”

 ~ Colossians 1:11

These qualifications in my experience comes with on the job training.  As in learning spiritual attributes of God, motherhood is also a learned process.  Hang in there!  Keep up the good work!!!  It’s well worth it!


Published in: on September 18, 2011 at 5:34 pm  Leave a Comment  

Whatsoever Is Lovely, Think On These Things

 Morning Prayer

It was a cool September morning when the children began to assemble for their daily studies at the kitchen table.  The oldest Jennifer, helped mother to collect the school supplies to help with the rest of the children.  Mom, who usually was cheerful and encouraging, was especially worn from the daily struggles of  being their mother, teacher, housekeeper, cook, nurse,  and creating a new member of the God family.  Jennifer asked if she could begin the school studies with a poem she had written instead of the usual prayer.

Of course, Mom let her begin:

Our Teacher

I pledge alliance to my God

For which we’ve come to learn

The vastness of His love for us

And from His path not turn


It’s to the Lord that we give thanks

For as a twig does mold

Our Mother guides our focus

The trunk waxed great, yes bold


It’s thus when storms of life do come

Strong is our foundation

What knowledge is so great as this?

How strong would be the nation?


Thank you Lord!



 ~Diane Stewart

September 7, 2011

Whatsoever Things Are Lovely, Think On These Things

Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.  ~ Proverbs 22:6  

When W.P.L. Mackay was seventeen, he left his humble Scottish home to attend college.  His mother gave him a Bible in which she wrote his name and a verse of scripture.  Unfortunately, college was only the beginning of a downhill lifestyle for him.  At one point he pawned the Bible to get money for whiskey.  His mother, however, prayed for him until she died.

Eventually, Mackay became a doctor.  While working in a hospital, he encountered a dying patient who asked repeatedly for his “book.”  After the man died, Mackay searched the hospital room to find what book it was that had been so important to him.  He was surprised to find the very Bible he had once pawned!

Mackay went to his office and started again at the familiar writing of his mother.  He thumbed through the pages, reading the many verses his mother had underscored in hopes her son might heed them in his life.  After many hours of reading and reflection, Mackay prayed to God for mercy.  The physician later became a minister.  And the Book he once had treated so lightly became his most precious possession.

You may not live to see how your children will “turn out.”  But you can trust that nothing you do for their spiritual wholeness will have been in vain!

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Every mother is like Moses.  She does not enter the promised land.   She prepares a world she will not see.

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Then the Lord said to him,

“This is the land I promised on oath

to Abraham, Isaac and Jacob….

I have let you see it with your eyes,

But you will not cross over into it.”

Deuteronomy 34:4

Taken from God’s Little Devotional Book for Moms