Saturday, May 9, 2009

'Her Hour of Need' - A Poem for Mother's Day

The desire to mother, protect and nurture is there from the start!
This is one of my favourite photos, one of my twins with her twins!

This is a poem I wrote a number of years ago for a Mother's Day church service. The mother in the poem is not a real person but many of the incidents were real - they happened to me and I'm sure many mothers will relate and remember - the toddler who treks in mud over the clean kitchen floor, the one you cleaned only an hour earlier! The people on your doorstep or the charity on the telephone who only want a' minute of your time'! I do apologize to those who have to knock on stranger's doors but as a new mum in a small town I found, the door to door salesmen and JWs did the rounds on a frequent basis and they always called at the most inconvenient times!

One day, I encountered a lady JW and her daughter who was very insistent (and persistent!) that I engage with her in conversation about the state of the world. I was only concerned at that stage about the state of my kitchen and my baby's nappy! Despite my interjections ' Look I have to go...' she would respond 'Oh I won't take much more of your time'. I could hear my son crying, she obviously could not but my mother's ear was well-tuned in and finally I lost my cool and told her in no uncertain terms to leave the doorstep of my home or I would call the police! It worked! She stuffed her publications back into her bag and turned on her heel with a 'How rude!' retort. Now, I do not usually respond to people in this manner, I'm usually very patient and diplomatic but on that day my strongest instincts were to just 'mother' and not give of my precious time to spend with my baby, to anyone else!

Finally - a picture of me with just one of my blessings. By the way I'm a hat girl...
I love to wear hats whenever I can!

During this same phase of my life, the days which I have to say I found harder, when it was all so new and I sometimes felt overwhelmed (People still do not believe me when I say that life is easier with six and that includes life with young twins, than when it was when I had just two... it is just that I now have experience on my side and we have trained our children to be helpful and competent in all the aspects of running a home) another caller came to my door - a vacuum cleaner salesman, he would have been no older than 17. He looked me up and down and asked 'Is your mother in?' I didn't know whether to hit him or hug him! ( What a compliment! I felt a very youthful 25 year old on that day!) My response was short and sweet as I stood on my tiptoes, folded my arms, looked him in the eye and stated emphatically 'I AM MOTHER!'

Yes, I like that title 'Mother'. So without further ado, here it is, a simple reminder to mothers to find time in their day to pray and an exhortation to us all to give mothers the honour they deserve and when appropriate, a helping hand.

Her Hour of Need

The toddler 's just walked mud on the floor
The Jehovah's Witnesses are at the door
The baby is crying, he wants his feed
This is a mum in her hour of need!

She hoped today, would simply run smooth
Because she's trying so hard to prove
That she's good at this job, her vocation, her life
A wonderful mother and loving wife

But dad just left an hour ago
In a bad mood, I'll have you know
The milk had run out, tea was black, Weetbix was dry
He didn't mean to make her cry
Drying her tears she thought
'I won't stress'
But then looked around and saw all the mess
Beds still to make, dishes to do
Jobs added up as she ran to the loo

But before she got there
'Oh no' she thought ' Who is that?'
'Good morning' they said
'I'm John, this is Fay'
'What do you think of the world's state today'
The mother smiled back at them
Her response could not wait
'Couldn't be better, marvelous, just great!'
Dejected, rejected they put Watchtowers away
And the mother returned to her stressful day

She picked up the baby and gave him his feed
Called over the toddler and started to read
All about Tigger and Winnie the Pooh
Piglet and Eeyore, Rabbit and Roo
The toddler enthralled, shouted
'Please mummy more!'
Then she remembered the mud on the floor!
Winnie the Pooh won this time around
And very soon there wasn't a sound
Two sleeping children were on her knee!

'Yipee!' the mum almost roared
Instead she whispered 'Thank you Lord'
And took some time out from her day
To talk with her God and quietly pray
For these two precious lives
Gifts from above
Hers to nurture, cherish and love
She prayed for strength, courage
These sort of things
To face the demands that motherhood brings
That God would lead her in His way
And fill her home with His peace that day

And God spoke to her spirit these words of life
You are a blessed mother and capable wife
Worth far above rubies which are precious and rare
My daughter I love you and deeply care
I sent you my Son to give you new life
And it is He who bears your pain and your strife
All your anxiety, the woes of each day
I can in this instant take away
Just cast them on Him
For He Cares for you
And right at this moment, start anew

The mother lifted her head, her heart filled with joy
Then she tenderly kissed each little boy
Tucked safe in their beds, she mopped up the floor
Till it was clean and sparkling once more
She finished her housework with time still to spare
So the evening meal she began to prepare

And into the garden, the Lord led her feet
To pick lovely freesias, their fragrance so sweet
Beauty and order had returned to her day
Because she had taken time to pray

So let's honour mothers
They are the hope for our nation
To raise a Godly generation
Encourage, support them, show that you care
Especially if you know, dad isn't there
Practically help a mum, do a kind deed
It may well be her hour of need

Dedicated to all mothers everywhere especially those celebrating today, down under!

My eldest daughter holding her baby sister.. don't forget to pray for the next generation of mothers too! And below my favourite place to be... home surrounded by my family

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY - Have a wonderful day!
With love and Joy,
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A Bite of Country Cupcakes said...

Happy Mothers day Ann...
Such great sentiments and what a poem!
You sure have been blessed 6 times over!

Cheryl@Gingerbread Crafts said...

Have had my own encounters with JW door knockers too. My most favourite one was when I told one that I was happy with the Church I was with. He looked at me as if I was lying when my 7 year old daughter walked into the hallway with her nose in a book - which just happened to be a Bible.


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