When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. (1 Corinthians 13:11–13, NIV 1984).
My Musings – When we are children, faith hope and love come a lot easier. When we grow older, and jaded, they come a little harder. They seem more like the thoughts and reasonings of a child, ways we put behind us. As an adult, we have a tendency to see only poor reflections of them. We should know them more fully, but we know them less. Perhaps that why God made mothers. The nurturers in our lives, cultivating faith, hope and love in their young charges, praying that they will grow and not fade as their children grow to adulthood.
There have been two great mothers in my life, and I am blessed to still have them both. My mom, that’s her on her hands and knees supervising me “fixing” her sweeper. My wife, it’s not hard to see how much our son adores her.
My Advice – Some things we do get too old for. Our moms are not one of them. Faith, hope and love are others. If you were blessed like me and my son, then you had a Godly mother that instilled them so deeply in your character that they still remain. Do not ever think you are too old for these. Happy mother’s day mom. Happy mother’s day sweetheart.
