Before I was even born,
You cried tears of desperate love as every month brought blood.
I couldn’t begin to imagine the Mother you would become,
Not just to me, and your little one – but every young heart needing love.
They say within a name is a world,
Describing the very nature of that person.
Well you my dear are light, peace, joy, understanding, mercy, safety and love.
You believe in the one whom has your attention,
You see Jesus in the eyes of the face you’re beholding.
You gently comfort the heart of the one who is hurting,
You call out gold as you partner with the Lord who is molding.
When I was young, I was afraid of the poking and prodding
But you held my head in your hands and told me to cry out ‘Jesus, Jesus’
Even back then, you built a foundation for me in the hard times,
Fast forward 20 years and I would draw on that foundation for strength –
In times of loneliness, heartbreak, distress, anger and injustice.
‘Jesus, Jesus, Jesus…’
When I was young and misunderstood,
You taught me that ‘it’s better to be a good friend than to have one.’
Back then, you were teaching me unconditional love –
love like Jesus, without strings attached, without needing it back.
In my life today, the world can see the evidence of your love.
In the way – I – love people, the way I comfort, the way I smile.
People feel safe with you. People feel safe with me too.
People leave you running to the arms of the Father,
Because you are such a good Mother.
I had to learn how to share you. I didn’t like it at first.
Or second or third or fourth.
But I started to see how selfish of me it would be, to keep you to myself.
See dear, you have worlds inside of you, and the world needs what’s inside of you.
They too need to know that no matter what, you won’t change the way you love them.
You will still see the Jesus when they don’t feel so lovely.
You will hold their head in your hands and teach them to cry out ‘Jesus, Jesus.’
Knowing one day, they won’t need you, but they will always need Him.
Your love, a mothers comfort, has held me through so many moments,
Through heart break & through victory and I want you to know this.
It meant the world to me when you saw how deeply I was hurting,
Yet you wanted me to be happy so you let me keep on going.
And when my heart finally broke, each time due to my own decision,
You sat quietly with me and let me sob, moan and grieve.
I know in those moments, it was you that cried out ‘Jesus, Jesus’ for me.
There are times I look back on and see,
Just how deep is your love for me.
When I left for Jarkarta ‘Mum, that’s where the Lord needs me to be!’
And you let me go.
Breathe in, breathe out. ‘Jesus, Jesus.’
In your day to day, you’ve showed me how to choose connection,
To choose love and give up my need to be right, my need to fight.
You taught me to keep my heart right, to quickly forgive for the sake of my own heart,
Even when the injustice done towards me, caused your own heart to hurt.
‘We won’t pray until you’re ready to forgive..’
Back then, and even now at times its hard,
but I find it gets quicker and shorter in-between my moments of pain and freedom.
You taught me that it’s my privilege to love no matter how I am treated,
And at the end of my life I know people will be able to say
‘She never changed the way she loved me.’
Not everyone will know, but those who know you will say it’s true,
That a big part of this in me, is because of you.
You are so patient and kind.
You nurture – everyone.
You are generous beyond compare.
You love and keep on loving.
You bring joy where there’s been deep sorrow.
You allow people to be raw.
You are creative.
You are bold.
You are strong.
You are fire.
You are passion.
You are teacher.
You hear the voice of the Father.
You bring hope to dry places.
You bring light and life.
You add colour.
You are righteous.
You are Holy.
You are peace.
You are wisdom.
You are fun.
You never change your mind about people.
You are constant.
You are steady.
You are wild.
You are free.
You are everything the Father hoped you would be.
You make people feel safe with you.
You look just like the Father, which is why we all come to you.
Sharon is large and incredibly patient. Sharon is gentle and consistently kind to all. She refuses to be jealous when blessing comes to someone else. Sharon does not brag about her achievements or inflate her own importance. Sharon doesn’t traffic in shame and disrespect, nor selfishly seek her own honor. Sharon is not easily irritated or quick to take offense. Sharon joyfully celebrates honesty and finds no delight in what is wrong. Sharon is a safe place of shelter for she never stops believing the best for others. Sharon never takes failure as defeat, for she never gives up. Sharon never stops loving.
2 Corinthians 13:4-8
You, have done very well, you have become love. I believe at the end of our lives, the Father will ask us if we learned to love – and you have not only learned how to, but you’ve demonstrated and taught the world around you how to love as well. There is so much more I could say about you, but if the world catches wind, Ill have no time with you!
I love you so much Mum. You are one of a kind. My best friend.
Happy Mother’s Day.