Happy Mother's Day, Blogging Moms! This week, we would like to dedicate our blog to our own wonderful Mothers and fabulous children.
As time passes, we come to realize how precious life's moments are and how quickly today's hectic schedule suddenly becomes tomorrow's memory. When we were growing up, our Moms were the heart of our homes, always tending to the needs of the family. After we became mothers, it was apparent how diligently they worked to maintain a balance in the home. It is this devotion and example they provided that helped to develop our own mothering philosophy.
With out warning, we find ourselves on the outskirts of the empty nest stage of life and are faced with the stark reality that our own children are ready to take on this world by themselves. One day, you are a young, nervous parent bringing a small bundle wrapped in a blanket home from the hospital. Before you know it, the SUV is loaded down with all their belongings, the bedroom is empty, and you are dropping them off at their college dorm room . The years in between are just a blur!Dr. Dobson describes a perfect analogy in his book, Life On the Edge (Word Publishing 1995). He describes the launching of a young adult as follows:
Eventually and with much effort, they manage to get it fifteen feet in the air, but great danger suddenly looms. The kite dives toward electrical lines and twirls near trees. It is a scary moment. Will they ever get it safely on it's way? Then, unexpectedly, a gust of wind catches the kite, and it sails upward while Mom and Dad feed out line as rapidly as they can.
The kite begins pulling the string, making difficult to hold on. Inevitably, they reach the end of their line. What should they do now? The kite is demanding more freedom. It wants to go higher. Dad stands on his tiptoes and raises his hand to accommodate the tug. It is now grasped tenuously between his index finger and thumb, held upward toward the sky. Then the moment of release comes. The string slips through his finger, and kite soars majestically into God's beautiful sky.
Mom and Dad stand gazing at their precious "baby" who is now gleaming in the sun, a mere pinpoint of color on the horizon. They are proud of what they've done-but sad to realize that their job is finished. It was a labor of love. But where did the years go?
Happy Mother's Day!!!! It's the best job in the world!









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