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A mother’s love. I could go on forever about my mom. Her love runs deep, and it is never-ending. My mother is the most patient and kind person I know, and a manifestation of God’s grace in my life. A thousand words feels like limiting an ocean to a teacup, unable to encapsulate her greatness. Her family is her life’s work. As a young girl, around the age of 6, I lost my father. As we danced through the tender years of our youth, I didn’t understand at the time what that meant for me and my sister, but my mom has lived to tell the tale. As my father shut his eyes in the hospital for the last time holding her hand, he whispered the words “I love you”, my mom knew that she had to keep going for us and him. My mom has never been one to complain about money because no parent wants their kids to see them struggle. Her words were always “Not right now baby”, but somehow she always made a way. Sacrifice upon sacrifice, I didn’t realize until I got older. Watching her thank Jesus even through the rain. A few years later would come the death of her baby brother, a crippling pain even I could not console. The news would be that the death of my grandma's only son would cause her mind to quickly decline and she would have to move in with us. I didn’t know what that meant at the time but boy was it a wild ride! Watching my mom care for her mother with dementia and the emotional turmoil that came with it, showed me a different type of strength within her. I didn’t only see my grandmother's diagnosis break her, but with unparalleled dedication, she tenderly catered to her needs, offering solace in her moments of confusion and reassurance in times of fear. As my grandmother hit her and yelled such awful words with a mind she had no control over, my mom looked at her and even with tears streaming down her face said, “Mama I love you”. I couldn’t understand how someone could have such patience and compassion for such a tough situation. Turning 20 years old, looking back now I am understanding the lessons and words that were spoken to me. I now know that everything has always been for my good and in my best interest. Two years ago when my best friend struggled with her family at home, I watched my mom take her in, wipe her tears, and all cultural differences aside love her like her own. It isn’t just my best friend, but many others she has blessed with her tenderness and compassion. You see this isn’t just a virtue she possesses, but a divine gift straight from the Lord up above. I get emotional writing this because she deserves the world, the moon, and the stars and I wish I could give that to her. I want her to know that I see. I see the tough times, I see the pain and struggle, and I am grateful. I will forever remind her of what a blessing she is in my life. What makes her so special is the sacrifices and the lengths she will go to make sure all of our needs are met. Currently, we are making do with one car as a large family, but I see how hard that is every day. She wakes up at 5 every morning just so she can make sure everyone gets to where they need to be on time, even if that means she can’t be on time. I knew that I wanted a job to save for school, but I worried without having a car of my own that I wouldn’t be able to. My mom told me no you get that job baby most days leaving her job on lunch break just so I could go to work. After having a full schedule from sun up to sun down my mom will still come home from work and make sure we have a good meal on the table. Even through her tireless efforts and selfless sacrifices, she embodied the essence of maternal love in a way that words can’t describe. Seeing her so tired breaks my heart, but I have a plan. I have the greatest feeling now more than ever that God has called me to do something great in this life. I know that nothing will ever replace or come even remotely close to what she has done for our family, but I know someday I will make her life easier. I sat back one day and thought if I was born into a family that didn’t struggle financially, and had everything would I be happy? Would I be loved the way I am now? And the answer is no. I thank God for the mother he has given me and no amount of money or riches will ever replace her. My mother embodies everything that a mother is, and how freely my Heavenly Father's love runs through her. I plan on becoming a mother one day, and the mere thought feels me with excitement. Watching my mother navigate life with humility and grace, gives me a keen sense of inspiration for my future endeavors. Although I plan on becoming a mom in the future, I am blessed to be able to bask in her radiance, but better yet call her Mom.