A Mother’s Mission

a mother's missionI don’t remember when or even how I acquired the decoupaged poem that has watched over me through the years as it hung in my kitchens. In case you can’t read the photo to the left, the plaque reads: “A mother’s job is special And carries strong demands. With the molding of the little life God places in her hands. Though her life may not be glamorous, The world will see her worth, For ’tis true “The hands that rock the cradle Are the hands that rule the earth. To bring her children up in Christ, Indeed is very much, For the years will show her value By the lives their lives, will touch.”  God’s grace and guidance is amazing. As we worked through the “rearing years” of our first seven children (only 1 more still at home), there were many discouraging days. Getting bogged down like sinking in quick sand, the daily busy-ness often skewed my vision, deflected my focus, but God was so faithful to counteract. Now, with four married children well established in their places in the world (literally globally), I am blessed to witness the lives their lives are touching. The poem states that the mother’s value is shown by her children’s impact on others but in truth it is God’s over-coming, over-ruling, faithful guidance and constant blessing that should be valued.


About deairby

From a small Mississippi town and have lived my adult life in the south. I am the wife of Tom Irby since 1974, mother of 8, grandmother of 8, lover of Truth, previous owner of The Baron York Tea Room Cafe and Gift Shop (7 years), cookbook writer, moderator of the Small Business forum on Social Media Examiner, enjoy life and all the adventure God brings my way.
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