Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Gazing on my cherub boy ~ A Poem

Mother and Children by Elizabeth Nourse

I hold within my arms today
A priceless bit of mortal clay,
Divinely fashioned, and so fair,
The angels well may kinship share.

My soul with gratitude is filled,
My heart with mother love is thrilled,
My eyes rim o'er with newborn joy,
While gazing on my cherub boy.

O precious one! Through tears I see
A mighty task awaiting me.
My happy sky grows overcast,
Life's duties loom so grand, so vast.

To shield from wrong, to right incline,
This little life now linked to mine-
Divine the gift. Oh, may the mould
A heart of truth and honor hold!

Help me, kind Heaven, to know the way
From out the tangle of each day,
To guide him safe to manhood's prime,
And all the glory shall be Thine.

~M.E. Piatt


Monday, April 15, 2013

Serving On Our Own Steam or On His Power

The Convalescent by Charles Baugniet, 1880

"If we serve others because we expect to be rewarded with warm feelings of the praise of others, we will eventually be disappointed and perhaps turn bitter and cynical. If we try to serve on our power, we will inevitably run out of steam or let our sinful motives sully our efforts. If we focus on following Jesus, however, in loving people as He loved and loving others because He loved us, we will find a buffer for our disappointment. And if we give out of obedience to Him and in dependence on the Holy Spirit, we will both be empowered and sustained."

~Sally Clarkson
The Mission of Motherhood


Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Peaceable, Gentle, Willing to Yield

In the Meadow by Julien Dupre, 1881

For where envy and self-seeking exist, confusion and every evil thing are there. But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, willing to yield, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality and without hypocrisy.

~James 3:16-17

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