The Mother Watch

Nat Gal 26When my dear Mother went to be with the Lord, even though I was married with children of my own…..I sort of felt like an orphan for the first time in my life.  I felt scared and lonely and vulnerable.  When Mom is still alive there is a feeling of security….even if she is old and ill.  There is someone on this earth who loves you unconditionally…someone who is “on your side,”  even when you do stupid things.  There is someone to call and share  good news or even something silly.  Who cares that you got to sing a solo in church on Sunday?  No one cares except for your dear Mother.  Who cares if your turkey stuffing came out extra delicious because you used the family secret of  Bell’s Seasoning and a bit of apple sauce?  Who cares if you find a verse in the Bible that speaks to your heart and causes you to weep?  Most folks would just tolerate this news from you…but a Mother…and especially a Mother who loves Jesus would care so much and would rejoice with you over this very ordinary news. Oh how I wish I could just pick up the phone and give her a call!  Enjoy your Mom this Mother’s Day!   ~Anne


She never closed her eyes in sleep till we were all in bed;
On party nights till we came home she often sat and read.
We little thought about it then, when we were young and gay,
How much the mother worried when we children were away.
We only knew she never slept when we were out at night,
And that she waited just to know that we’d come home all right.

Why, sometimes when we’d stayed away till one or two or three,
It seemed to us that mother heard the turning of the key;
For always when we stepped inside she’d call and we’d reply,
But we were all too young back then to understand just why.
Until the last one had returned she always kept a light,
For mother couldn’t sleep until she’d kissed us all good night.

She had to know that we were safe before she went to rest;
She seemed to fear the world might harm the ones she loved the best.
And once she said: “When you are grown to women and to men,
Perhaps I’ll sleep the whole night through; I may be different then.”
And so it seemed that night and day we knew a mother’s care–
That always when we got back home we’d find her waiting there.

Then came the night that we were called to gather round her bed:
“The children all are with you now,” the kindly doctor said.
And in her eyes there gleamed again the old-time tender light
That told she had been waiting just to know we were all right.
She smiled the old-familiar smile, and prayed to God to keep
Us safe from harm throughout the years, and then she went to sleep.
~ Edgar Guest



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