Life is a Mother!

Yes! Life is a “mother” and no, not what you were thinking. Life is a great teacher, is it not? The Word says in Proverbs 6: 20-22 (NIV), “My son, keep your father’s command and do not forsake your mother’s teaching. Bind them always on your heart; fasten them around your neck. When you walk, they will guide you; when you sleep, they will watch over you; when you awake, they will speak to you.” So for those who may not feel as though you had a great mother or through some unfortunate circumstance your mother is no longer with you, ponder this thought: you were being “mothered” all along. So if life is a mother, then we cannot fail to see that our Lord and Savior is our Father, He commands our ways and directs our paths even when we are oblivious to Him doing so. The same is such with our natural.

Most parents strive to understand their children, to love them the best way they know how, or fill the position though it may only show their perfected imperfections, yet they remain on their posts. I certainly can attest to this. I had perfected my imperfections by the time I began to see myself.

Through life’s up’s and down’s we grow, and it is through the right’s and wrong’s of situations and circumstances we learn. We develop the necessary skills we need through its struggles and diverting routes. “Honor your father and your mother, so that you may live long in the land the Lord your God is giving you” (Exodus 20:12, NIV). So when we show honor by living the lives that the Lord has entrusted to us in accordance with His will we are sure to live our best lives. What most do not understand is that our best lives are our ability and willingness to advance His kingdom and His agenda. The only way to do this is to allow the Holy Spirit to soften the noise within our environments and His guidance takes over. Are you willing?

A wise son brings joy to his father,
    but a foolish man despises his mother. 

Proverbs 15:20  (NIV)

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Author: grantedgrace72

You need to know me? I am an old youth. Late to grow. Yet grateful of the time given by the Lord. Under His watchful eye, I am redirected, chastened, and chided. My heart is fragile, broken, and a work in progress. The Lord delicately puts me together as if mending glass. My pieces are not visibly shown. Hurt words leave my mouth, the sharp edges of my broken glass; though my heart speaks a different beat. A common factor in our time. My ways have sent me astray from the Lord’s path. I am no different than you. The Lord uses His timetable, methods, and avenues to lead us back to Him…if we will listen. Heavenly Father, Open my ears to hear Your gentle voice. Soften my heart so that I will heed Your words. Guide my feet so that I may walk in line with Your will. In the name of Jesus I pray, Amen! PhotoCredit: https://goo.gl/images/ShgvmP