What kind of mom

What kind of mom?

What kind of mom prays for her children

each morning, each night...

prays for good things,

for peace, for compassion,

for confidence,

for true, meaningful friendships.

What kind of mom

makes mistakes...

little ones...

big ones.

What kind of mom asks too many questions

and then doesn't quit bugging until

they are answered.

What kind of mom

knows the heart of her children.

What kind of mom?

What kind of mom

cries when her children are hurting

then prays even harder

for the hurt,

not to hurt so badly.

What kind of mom

teaches to turn the other cheek

but then at times wants to take it back

when she sees the pain you are hiding.

What kind of mom

has your back

always...

in all ways.

What kind of mom

knows that life isn't always easy

but teaches that God is always with you

and with Him all things are possible.

What kind of mom

won't stop until this bully stops.

What kind of mom

tries to lead by example

in giving second chances and talking things through.

What kind of mom

loves you three wishes

more than

the earth, the sea or sky.

What kind of mom...

What kind of mom?

This mom.

 

This is where my heart is lately...

October was gone in a blink of an eye, I have more posts on Bullying that I want to get out.

I am also working on a Halloween post...

I know it is late,

But I am dying to show off the amazing

costumes my Mom made.

It has been a roller coaster here,

with good things happening like Grandma and Grandpa coming out for a visit,

to bad things like bully's that just won't quit.

I know that God has my son, I know there is

a lesson here.

Thank you to all who have been leaving sweet comments and notes.

You lift my spirits more than you know.

God bless and enjoy your weekend

and

your Blessings.

 

 

 

 



On my heart

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We have the power to love others...

love them well.

We have the power for good.

to create,

to lift others up.

We also have the power to break someone,

to crush,

to wound with our words.

We can be a super hero with our words

or

the villain.

My Cameron is at that delicate age where

everything is major,

what people say...

impact deeply.

He is about to be 13.

He has the biggest heart.

He is sensitive, kind and brave.

He started Jr. High this year and

some of his fellow classmates

have been

less than kind.

It breaks this mama's heart.

About two weeks ago,

A boy in one of Cameron's classes called him fat.

It hurt Cam's feelings,

but more importantly,

it wounded his heart.

I didn't know how much at the time.

Last night at the dinner table,

Cameron stated he didn't want to eat

to much because he was watching

his weight.

Is he giving away his power to this boy who

on a whim said something hurtful?

I am the keeper of my children's hearts.

Their hurts and my hurts.

I  reminded Cameron that he is a child of God and

he is fearfully and wonderfully made.

He is lovely and wonderful just the way

God made him.

But,

I think about what

is on the inside of Cam's mind and heart,

and what he will not say.

I pray for his heart.

 I pray for him to know God's unfailing love for him.

I pray that when these things happen he will look to God

for his worth and not

at the words or opinions of others.

I pray that he stays the young man he is.

That he continues to lift others up,
That he loves himself for exactly who he is.

That he remembers...

that he is my super hero of good.

 

Hope you have happy hearts today!