When Jesus saw his mother there, and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to his mother, ‘Dear woman, here is your son,’ and to the disciple, ‘Here is your mother.’ From that time on, this disciple took her into his home.” — John 19:26-27
“Adam named his wife Eve, because she would become the mother of all the living.” — Genesis 3:20
“Honor your father and your mother, as the LORD your God has commanded you, so that you may live long and that it may go well with you in the land the LORD your God is giving you.” — Deuteronomy 5:16
“Honor your father and your mother, so that you may live long in the land the LORD your God is giving you.” — Exodus 20:12
“Everyone who quotes proverbs will quote this proverb about you: ‘Like mother, like daughter.’” — Ezekiel 16:44
“Each of you must respect his mother and father, and you must observe my Sabbaths. I am the LORD your God.” — * Leviticus 19:3
The proverbs of Solomon: “A wise son brings joy to his father, but a foolish son grief to his mother.” — Proverbs 10:1
“As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you; and you will be comforted over Jerusalem.” — Isaiah 66:13
Today, upon a bus,
I saw a very beautiful woman
And wished I were as beautiful.
When suddenly she rose to leave,
I saw her hobble down the aisle.
She had one leg and wore a crutch.
But as she passed, she passed a smile.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two legs; the world is mine.
I stopped to buy some candy.
The lad who sold it had such charm.
I talked with him, he seemed so glad.
If I were late, it’d do no harm.
And as I left, he said to me,
I thank you, you’ve been so kind.
It’s nice to talk with folks like you.
You see,” he said, “I’m blind.”
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two eyes; the world is mine.
Later while walking down the street,
I saw a child I knew.
He stood and watched the others play,
but he did not know what to do.
I stopped a moment and then I said,
“Why don’t you join them dear?”
He looked ahead without a word.
I forgot, he couldn’t hear.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two ears; the world is mine.
With feet to take me where I’d go..
With eyes to see the sunset’s glow.
With ears to hear what I’d know.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I’ve been blessed indeed, the world is mine.
If this poem makes you feel thankful, just forward it
to your friends. After all, it’s just a simple
reminder that we have so much to be thankful for!
Give the gift of love. It never comes back empty !
God Bless You All…
