Motherhood – Sunday, May 10, 1998
The world, in all its wisdom, has yet to adequately describe the noblest position and responsibility in the world—that of being a mother. We tend to lack the ability to explain the significance of motherhood; but, when we think of our own mother, we easily recognize what she is to us. We realize that she is at the very core of our existence.
All through life—and long after we’ve left home—she comes to mind. For most of us, the aroma, the taste, the texture of the foods we love all trace themselves back to our own mother.
Where did we learn to comfort a child with a scraped knee or give a hug to a child whose heart has been made tender by cruel remarks of classmates at school?
Where did we learn the courage to stand up and try again when we’ve fallen?
Whose encouraging voice still rings in our ears when we feel we have nothing to offer?
Who was the one who told us we had a good mind or possessed good coordination or had the voice of an angel?
It was our mother.
As we grow up, the cycle repeats and another child is lifted up by a loving mother.
The greatest of worldly accomplishments and honors pale in comparison to the ability and willingness to rear children, to give them the gift of love, and to participate in their development.
We speak also of women who are mothers by inclination, not able to bear children of their own. They are the nurturing ones we find everywhere in our society—teaching, serving, comforting, lifting.
And so, to those who have blessed our lives so fully, we pay tribute to the mothers in our lives. We do it one by one—child by child—until, we hope, the whole world is filled with the gratitude mothers so richly deserve.
JACK WEYLAND
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May 10, 1998
Broadcast Number 3,586