Here in the U.S. it is mothers day. One holiday for those who God chose to carry us all for nine months to bring another wonderful soul into His creation.
I am always aware of the debt all people have to their mothers. My mother in particular (at least in my book) is a saint. Her heart and soul is truly blessed with the fortitude, discipline, and love to raise five children in a household full of God. I was raised to become the man the Lord wants me to be, and without the mother He gave me that would have been all but impossible. Her passion for her family has never faltered. My siblings and I have always known that her sacrifices for us created one of the most amazing places to grow-up. Her life is a living testament of the love of God because she continues and will for the rest of her life, love her children (and grandchildren) with all that God has given her.
My mother is like many mothers out there. They all are worthy of the respect of their children and the respect of every person on this earth for what they have done for their families. On this day they are honored.
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