Abridged
Her mother named her 'Mary', that good
old-fashioned name,
And all through school she wore it, contented
with the same;
But when she'd finished learning, and left
the school behind,
She dropped the 'r' and 'May' became her name
-'twas so much more refined.
She's married now and off the hands
of her enduring pa,
Still more her name has been reduced -
her youngest calls her 'Ma'.
From:
'A Mother holds you by the heart...'
By Beryl Peters.
The joy of motherhood! Ever wondered how this love-filled name we give to our maternal female parent has undergone metamorphosis? Okay, some of us start with 'mother', then 'mummy', then 'mama', then 'mum' and possibly 'ma'. I am sure the list is endless!
Whichever version you choose, mothers are special - no changes permitted in this statement please.
Mothers are peacemakers too! Talking of peace - here is a peace prayer that I particularly love. Hope it inspires you as it does me:
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is wrong, forgiveness;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is discord, union;
where there is error, truth;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
And where there is sadness, joy.
O divine master, grant that I may not so much
seek to be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand;
To be loved as to love;
For it is in giving that we receive.
It is in forgiving that one is forgiven,
And it is by dying that we are born to eternal life.
AMEN.
St. Francis of Assisi, 1181-1226.
Have a great day!
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