The feelings I experience on Mother's Day teach me so much more about love than anything I've ever seen on Valentine's Day. Love itself is not something people do together (i.e. sex, giving gifts, eating at Golden Corral or some other fancy restaurant), but is rather all about the sacrifices that we make for those we care deeply for. "Greater love has no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends." That's why I have learned so much about love from my mom (and my dad, but it's not his day today). She has made sacrifices for me every day of her life. Por ejemplo, she walked around for more than nine months (i was two weeks late), looking somewhat like a blimp (i was almost ten pounds) just so that I could live on this earth. That may or may not be funny to you, but in all seriousness, i believe that the process of pregnancy can explain alot about love and why my mom's is so strong. Think about it, for nine months the mom is sharing everything she eats, everything she drinks, and everything she breathes with that little human inside her. It involves sacrifice. Sharing had to have been one of the first--if not the first-- sacrifices made after the Fall. "I have such and such in my possession, and I see that you don't. I'm going to choose to give away some of what I have so that you won't be lacking anymore." There it is, Sharing. Sacrifice. And therefore, Love.
Maybe a simple poem is in order.
The love of a mother
So Constant, Strong and Sweet
No hoarding, she gives up herself
And she does not keep
Mary watched in anguish
Her son hung on the tree
She had loved Him
The Sacrifice for her, you, and me
"So what is Love?
I have no mom!", you cried
Love is Jesus, who never fails
For us, He took three nails and was crucified
Happy Mother's Day!!!
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