To Be a Mother

These are my four kids. I'll be posting Mother's Day card making ideas on my 1camera1mom blog for all the scrapbooking and card making moms and kids out there. You can add your own Mother's Day poem or use one of mine. I'll be adding a couple more this week to choose from.

To be a mother means…
You’re a “Home Exec,” a fancy name for doing jobs that no one sees
There are people who think that running a home must be a breeze
Daily you are finding lost items, washing dishes and making the bed
It’s not rocket science, but sometimes you think you’re losing your head

To be a mother means…
As you fold the clothes, you realize just how much the kids’ have grown
You still remember miniature sizes and wonder how the time has flown
Now you’re not “cool,” but in those days you were their sun and moon
And as they gain their independence, they’ll be leaving home soon

To be a mother means…
You have the hardest task of letting go and letting them fly
And when you’re alone, you know that you’ll cry
But once they’re gone, they’ll always know where to find you
Because you’ll always be their mother, no matter what they do

by Christina Morley

Little Baby in the Womb

Oh, little baby in the womb -

Why has your mother made it your tomb?

It was not meant to be a place of pain and death,

But a place of life, to give you breath.

God the Father could see your tiny hands and feet.

He could see you move and hear your heartbeat.

But the world told your mother a lie,

And now at night God hears her cry.

There’s a longing and aching in her heart.

She desperately wants to have a fresh start.

If God can hold you, Baby, He can hold your mother too -

In Jesus there is forgiveness and a life that is new.

by Christina Morley

The Child Inside

The child inside

A mystery to many

The way it grows

And enters society

The mother can feel it

And the child senses the mother

As they go through months together

But some mothers don’t bother

The child inside

Develops rapidly

Living and growing

So wonderfully

The child inside

Incapable of anger

Feels excruciating pain

And recognizes danger

The child inside

Murdered somehow

The merciful Lord knows

And will take care of it now

The mother can feel it

And the child senses the mother

As they go through months together

Sadly, some mothers don’t bother

by Christina Morley

Gifted, Talented Woman

How do women fit into God’s plan?
When God made Adam, there was only one man
Just God and one man? There was something missing
Someone to be mother; someone for kissing

Without women there would be no children to see
There would be no you and also no me
No different cultures, no different faces,
No different colors and no different races

Inside of God was companionship
Men and women in relationship
Adam was only half of God’s plan
With Eve came new life, new love – woman

She’s a pillar of strength, a helper to all
Ready to respond to the neediest call
The Church is Christ’s bride, what an honor to be
Gifted, talented woman – naturally!

by Christina Morley

Give a Smile

Give a smile to those you meet
A friendly look when you greet
It may be just what they need
Planting hope as a seed

It’s the sunlight through the trees
A bit of warmth on a cool breeze
Open your heart just a little
Then it won’t become brittle

Why not give it a try?
There’s no need to be shy
Find a twinkle in your eye
Be the sparkle in the night sky
It will come back to you by and by

by Christina Morley