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article is written by the author itself and not by me, I am not trying to
violate their copyright. I will give some information on them. As it is Mother’s Day 2013, I
will post four devotions of the week articles.
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CBN Mother’s Day Devotion
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Mother
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AUTHOR: Gene Markland
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INFORMATION: Gene
is a Ministry Coach. He resides in Virginia Beach with his wife Martha and
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Mother. Just the name evokes a flood
of thoughts and memories. Childhood memories of a loving hand to bandage a
skinned knee, and a magical kiss upon that bandage that made the pain fade
away. The big smile and wild applause from the third row in the audience of a
second grade school play, acknowledging my dramatic interpretation of a tree, a
tree that spoke not a word. The bedtime stories and prayers where I learned
that the Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
Sometimes
I look at her blood stained Bible, which she took with her to dialysis
treatments in her latter days. There she shared her faith and testimony with
the other patients, being a blessing in her time of sickness. Though she is
with the Lord, her life and love remains in my heart.
Mother. I am doubly blessed that my
child has the best one, a Mother whose child is the center of her world. She’s
a Mother who loves, teaches, corrects shares, prays, plays, and focuses herself
completely on the health, welfare and happiness of her child. She’s a Mother
who cries every year on the first day of school after we put our daughter on
the school bus. So to cheer her up and get her mind off of it, I take her to
breakfast at IHOP. It’s hard to cry in your pancakes. She’s a role model
our daughter will be hard pressed to duplicate, though I know she will.
Mother. There are many wonderful
Mothers in all our lives and though we honor them every year, it seems
inadequate considering what they really deserve.
Mother. There once was a Mother so unique,
so precious, that our heavenly Father chose her to be the Mother of His only
begotten Son. She was so trusted that even though she was young, inexperienced,
and poor, she was chosen to Mother our Lord Jesus. Difficult circumstances was
her lot in life, and yet through unspeakable adversity, such as the death
threat against her son by the King, she poured herself into her son, who became
the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords.
It
makes one wonder, what part of His determination; compassion, patience,
longsuffering, and love came from her influence on Him. We assume that He
received all of His attributes from His heavenly Father because He is the Son
of God. But He is also the Son of man, so we must not forget to honor His
Mother for being used of God the Father to instill many of those attributes.
Mother. She’s the one who pushed Jesus
into His public ministry by making Him do His first public miracle. John
2:1-11 describes how He wasn’t prepared to turn the water into wine because
He said that His time had not yet come.
“This
miraculous sign at Cana in Galilee was the first time Jesus revealed his glory.
And his disciples believed in him” (John
2:11 NLT).
Like
us, He experienced that wonderful force of nature, a Mama who knows best!
He
acknowledged her and provided for her even during His torture on the cross.
“When
Jesus saw his mother standing there beside the disciple he loved, he said to
her, “Dear woman, here is your son.” And he said to this disciple, “Here
is your mother.” And from then on this disciple took her into his home” (John
19:26-27 NLT).
Their
love and Devotion for each other didn’t end there. As she prayed with the
others in the upper room on the day of Pentecost, He filled her with the Holy
Spirit, and their relationship continues to this day. She is an example to
Mothers, as He is an example to Sons and daughters.
Mother. Love her. Cherish her.
Honor her. She deserves it!
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