Taking just a couple minutes this morning to attach a few poems about mothering that I have run across. I think these are lovely and encouraging and they seem so appropriate for the stage of motherhood that I am in. I hope you enjoy them as well!
“Oh Give Me Patience,” practically my mantra for each day. Love it!
The unknown author of this poem, and myself, have kindred spirits
“A Mother’s Prayer”
Dear Lord, It’s such a hectic day,
With little time to stop and pray,
For Life’s been anything but calm,
Since You called me to be a Mom,
Running errands, matching socks,
Building dreams with matching blocks,
Cooking, cleaning, finding shoes,
And other stuff that children lose,
Fitting lids on bottled bugs,
Wiping tears and giving hugs,
A stack of last week’s mail to read,
So where’s the quiet time I need?
Yet, when I steal a moment, Lord,
Just at the sink or ironing board,
To ask the blessings of Your grace,
I see them, in my small one’s face,
That you have blessed me
All the while —
And I stoop to kiss
That precious smile.
~~ Author Unknown ~~
I’d snatch up this little plaque if I ever found it for sale!
Another “Mother’s Prayer.” This one is beautiful as well and I love so many of the lines.
“A Mother’s Prayer”
The things I never told you I’d like to tell you now; Of feelings held contentedly inside my heart to swell;
Of thoughts and dreams, wants and happiness too; A Mother’s prayer to finally share with you.
Lord, govern their lives as you have mine, Touch them with Your sweet divine,
Make them happy, guide their paths, Tickle their funnybones, let me hear their laughs.
Dry the tears sliding down their faces, Hold their hands when the love heart races,
Make them stand tall when the burdens are great, Prepare them to carry the loads of fate.
Heal the hurts and sufferings of the spirit, Make them listen until they hear it;
That sweet song of yours that will touch their soul And carry them forward until they are old.
Lord, let them see the meaning of life, Protect them from the evils of strife,
Gently guide them in the path of your ways, I pray, Lord, I pray for them everyday.
I know, Lord, that I fell short many times; In my guidance as “Mom” there were crimes,
Times that I failed to help them see The beauty that you have bestowed around me.
Take their hands and lead them forward Give them strength to avoid the coward
And evil ones that lurk about Waiting` to swallow them up and shout
The conquest of their gentle soul Provide them the coin to pass the toll.
Please make things right, Lord, once again To help them to see the meaning of friends
My Soul Is Filled 