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A teacher gave her class of second-graders a lesson on the magnet and what it does. The next day, in a written test, she included this question: “My name has six letters. The first one is m. I pick up things. What am I?” When the test papers were turned in, the teacher was astonished to find that almost 50 percent of the students answered the question with the word mother.

Yes, mothers do pick up things, but they are much more than “magnets,” gathering up clothes and picking up toys around the house. As willing as many mothers are to do such chores, they have a higher calling than that.

A good mother loves her family and provides an atmosphere where each member can find acceptance, security, and understanding. She is there when the children need a listening ear, a comforting word, a warm hug, or a loving touch on a fevered brow. And for the Christian mother, her greatest joy is in teaching her children to trust and love Jesus as their Savior. ¾R.W.D. from Our Daily Bread

When I read this article above the other day, my thoughts turned to my dear Mother. Not only did she have me to pick up after, but five others as well. She had three in diapers at one time and claimed that when the last one was potty trained, she would have a diaper-burning party. In a day when divorce was still relatively uncommon, she found herself suddenly a single mom, having to raise six kids on her own. How did she do it? Even though we weren’t raised in all the truths of the Bible, Mom firmly believed that the family that prays together stays together. She repeated that saying a lot and reinforced it by having us pray the rosary every night together. When we had to sell our home and could not afford our own, my mom’s sister took us all in. We lived in a converted chicken coop; a one-room building about the size of a narrow single-width mobile home. See here to read about our life in the chicken coop as told by my brother Bobby. Mom didn’t drive, so whenever she needed to go anywhere, she would walk. I still remember her with a shopping cart laden with bags of dirty laundry, trekking through the cold and snow to the laundry mat to wash our clothes.

Mom was the glue that held our family together. I see so many families today ravaged by divorce that are falling apart. Somehow Mom’s kids all seemed to turn out pretty decent in spite of our circumstances. I truly believe it was Mom’s determination and love for God and us that kept our family close. I’m thankful for my Mom and all she has instilled in me. Mom is a prayer warrior. She lives with us now, and there are times when we have to get onto her for staying up so late praying and reading the Bible when she needs to get some much-needed sleep. Thank you Mom, for all that you do. I love you!

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