What Is A Mother

I was asked to write down what a mother is. Not who the moms were in my life but to simply define it.

Immediately scripture flooded my mind as I sat to jot down what a Mother is.

She moves in a slow rhythm about her day. She basks in the sound of her children’s laughs, and the feeling of their tiny arms squeezing her around her neck. She embraces her children’s differences and gifts they can carry into the world. She invests beyond their basic needs, dismissing the amount of children there are recognizing her role she took on when she became a mother.

She’s not surviving.

She’s living.

She seeks them.

She seeks them figuring out how they operate: their learning styles, their passions, fears, and insecurities. She knows her children. She navigates a lesson so her children can push through, not around the fears and insecurities the world has to offer. She then feeds encouragement into those passions, and desires. She ignites purpose in their hearts.

She ignites purpose in their hearts.

Her character is watched by her audience as she reacts to situations and those around her.

She practices the fruits of the spirit being filled with love, joy, peace, patience and self-control. Galatians 5:22-23

She imitates her maker. Philippians 2:1-5

She practices the meaning of love. 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 “

When she does fail she immediately apologizes.

When her children rebel she disciplines but doesn’t punish. She doesn’t punish for mistakes.

She humbly seeks wisdom through scripture, prayer and godly friends in all seasons.

She doesn’t allow her past to haunt her.

She is rooted in her identity making her role as a mother present.

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You Made Me A Mother

Baby Boy.

You made me face fears I never knew existed.

Climb mountains I never saw myself climbing

Dismiss what I once thought was meaningful.

Ground myself in God’s truth because I want to give you the best even when it hurts me, because sometimes healing does hurt.

You’ve seen me at my worst and best.

You’ve been patient with me as I learn this foreign journey.

You made me a mother,

and for that I owe you my best.