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A Tribute to Mothers

She is like a trading ship bringing divine supplies from the merchant. 

 

A Tribute to Mothers

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The crowns of our mothers

Strength and dignity hers

Not jewels and dainty gems

Nor leather, minks, and furs

 

More like grit and tenacity

Mingling with her grace

It was determination in the trial

Etching the lines on her face

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If I could trace those lines

Where would the roadmap lead

I would understand

I need to pick up speed

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It was dogged resistance

No telling what behind that smile

But she didn’t ever quit

More than once going the extra mile

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Struggles polished her inner beauty

Through it all priceless treasures secured

Oh the gold and pearls of wisdom

From the tragedies she endured

 

Those hands worked harder than any

Not the life she desired nor dreamed

With grace she continued onward

Silencing the fear and inward screams

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“You know your mama loves you”

Sweet words I miss today

For now she lives in glory

On earth she saw her end of days

 

Hard work, struggles with heartache

The crowns our mothers displayed

Become half the woman she was

Well I can only pray

 

The crowns worn by our mothers

Transcend words and definition

You must look deep within

To understand their royal position

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Those who have held us up

 

 

May not seem like dignity to others

But to those who knew them well

Their stories ebb from lessons in trials

The crowns of our Mothers, from a love they can tell

 

2019 Copyright © laurette laster

 

Happy Mother’s Day, to my mom in heaven

 

Through her struggles, trials, hardships, lessons, losses, wins, victories, and the many tragedies, I watched her life go from rags to riches. No earthly wealth that some would call riches. But peace with God through forgiveness, that brought an afterglow to her life. We had many supernatural experiences, more precious than diamonds, and more costly that gold. For this I am so grateful.

 

Due to extreme hardships her beginning was not effortless grace on a sofa of luxuries. Some would describe her as hard, or maybe callous but underneath was the heart of gold. However, I’ve yet to meet or find a more loyal, determined, tenacious, ferocious mama bear; not only to hers but others along the way. I never saw her quit.

 

I watched our mother work; (becoming her helper in later years), long hours, rebuild after life changing tragedy (more than once), work to repair damage caused by mistakes made, give back, help others, and train and equip employees, and mentor many women along her journey. But I never saw her quit.

 

She gave me the best she had; I am a better woman today for it. Because I never saw her quit.

 

I’m grateful I had a front row seat in the redemption story of the life of my mother, Donna B. She was not only my best friend on earth, but also my mentor, my encourager, my trainer, and disciplinarian when needed. After a few experiences I became a quick study, thankfully not a lot of discipline was needed.

 

Not a day goes by that I don’t miss her. When I watch others with their moms today I will smile; I don’t cry like I thought I would, I just smile and wonder what the reunion in heaven will be.

My desire to make her proud is as strong today as it was when she was here on earth. Her early years of sadness were difficult, but I witnessed the great exchange, God gifting her the oil of joy for mourning, in her latter years. Because she never quit.

 

I fight and win today, in the blessings God is gracing me, knowing this is for and from her losses. I am walking in the fullness of hopes and prayers she prayed, the prayers she thought went unheard. The prayers she believed wouldn’t come true or didn’t manifest. They didn’t in her life, or her mother before her, but I know I am gleaning from these precious fruits. How could I not run the race set before me? When she didn’t quit.

 

I am the recipient of seeds sown by the strong women who have gone before me. I glean from gardens I didn’t till or weed, eat choice foods I didn’t harvest, because she paid a price to bring recovery alive in our family. For this I am grateful. And I never saw her quit.

 

She wasn’t perfect to others, but she was to me.

“Because I never saw her quit.”

She tried quitting a few times but a swift warning from someone she loved and respected jarred her into reality. And then she never quit.

 

We have a promise from Christ; to those that overcome I will give them a seat with Me.

Here and now, but for eternity to come. Because they never quit, we persevere and never quit!

 

To him that overcometh will I grant to sit with Me in my throne, even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father in his throne. (Revelation 3:21 KJV)

 

“She searches out continually to possess that which is pure and righteous. She delights in the work of her hands. She gives out revelation-truth to feed others. She is like a trading ship bringing divine supplies from the merchant. Even in the night season she arises and sets food on the table for hungry ones in her house and for others.

She wraps herself in strength, might, and power in all her works. She tastes and experiences a better substance, and her shining light will not be extinguished, no matter how dark the night. She stretches out her hands to help the needy and she lays hold of the wheels of government. She is known by her extravagant generosity to the poor, for she always reaches out her hands to those in need. She is not afraid of tribulation, for all her household is covered in the dual garments of righteousness and grace. Her clothing is beautifully knit together— a purple gown of exquisite linen.

Bold power and glorious majesty are wrapped around her as she laughs with joy over the latter days. Her teachings are filled with wisdom and kindness as loving instruction pours from her lips. She watches over the ways of her household and meets every need they have.

So go ahead and give her the credit that is due, for she has become a radiant woman and all her loving works of righteousness deserve to be admired at the gateways of every city!” (Proverbs 31:13-15, 17-22, 25-27, 31 TPT)

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