Mother's Day in Autumn

The leaves are falling, summer's done in, and the chill of the air sneaks in any doors left open [in our home that's often].

But I thank God for slippers and woolly socks, not to mention electric blankets, even heat bags.

On a deeper level, I'm grateful that my mother taught me to stand alone and be capable of independent thought. I'm grateful I have some idea of what is important in life - like a faith in the Living God, being able to give and receive love in a way that is vaguely unconditional [though I falter here]. I'm glad I have some practical skills I can pass on to my children, so that they will be contributing members of our society and community.

I wish you all the very best in your responsible task of raising children.

Read Proverbs 31 - no, she's not a perfect woman, and she's not doing everything alone - but what an honour for her children to call her 'blessed'.

I hold in my heart the hope that by the time my children are about 23 that they will at least in part appreciate the many hours of training and loving that they received from me and the extended family. That they can stand in this world knowing they are loved.

Blessings on you all,

Shalom,
Johanna
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PS: Give your husband a kiss and cuddle and thank him for making you a mother!