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7 Ways to Love Your Mother   
  John 19:26-19:27 
7 Ways to Love Your Mother
John 19:26-27
Mary witnessed the crucifixion from the foot of the cross.
Can you even imagine how she must’ve felt?
Jesus turns to John and says, take care of her, and looks at his mother and says, let him stand in my place as your son.
John lived a very long life, and I believe he took care of Mary until she went to heaven.
On the cross, bearing the weight of the sins of the whole world on His shoulders, yet He sees to it to make sure His mother is taken care of after He is gone!
As God, Jesus is dealing w~/ eternal matters, but as a man, He’s showing all of us today how important it is to take care and love our mothers!
You cannot be wrong with your mother and be right with God.
If your mother is still alive, regardless of your and her ages, you can love her in these 7 ways:
Love her verbally.
men have the philosophy—I don’t have to say I love you, you already know it.
I have told you before, if I change my mind I’ll let you know!
Or, I SHOW love, not just say it…and that may be true, but a woman needs to hear those words, “I Love You!”
Children need to hear it…and saying it makes you more of a man, not less!
[Alyssa, say bye to daddy~/bye~/tell him you love him~/I wuv him!]
Spouses need to hear it…
DEAR ABBY: I enlisted shortly after Pearl Harbor.
Thirty-six days later, I was on my way to the Philippines.
En route, the Philippines fell to the Japanese, and we were routed to Australia.
Eleven days after we landed, I met the most beautiful girl in the world.
On our first date, I told her I was going to marry her.
I did, 18 months later, while on a 10-day R-and-R leave from New Guinea.
After more than 57 years of marriage and two children, my beloved "Mary" died five days before Christmas.
Although we agreed that our ashes were to be scattered over the mountains, I found I could not part with hers.
While Mary was alive, she would frequently say, "You don’t know how much I love you."
I’d reply, "Likewise."
I never said, "I love you."
Now her ashes are on my dresser, where I tell her several times a day how much I love her, but it’s too late.
Although I wrote poetry to her, I could not bring myself to say the three words I knew she wanted most to hear.
As my dearest was dying and we thought she was comatose, I told her, "There aren’t enough words to tell you how much I love you."
A few hours later, she whispered, "Not enough words" and died.
The reason I’m writing is to urge men to express their feelings while their loved ones are alive.
I don’t know why, but many men are reluctant to express the depth of their feelings.
Our spouses need to hear it, our children…our mothers also!
Some men would say, I’m just not turned that way…then turn around!
“I’m just not comfortable”…then be uncomfortable!
2. Love her physically.
When’s the last time you gave her a big hug w~/ out her asking for it…or a kiss on the cheek, or a neck rub, or just sat on the couch and held her for a change?
She’s the first person who ever touched you…she wrapped you up in her womb for months, and you came out and first priority was to hold you, and she cuddled you, stroked your head, rubbed your feet, held your little cheeks against her, gave you a finger to grasp…in love she did all these things, including grooming you w~/ a licked thumb!
When you were little she could say, “give me sugar”, and you’d pucker up and she’d accept your wet, sloppy kiss and even say thankyou!
You give her bear hugs so tight she didn’t have to hold on to you…you’d just cling to her as she walked around!
She changed your diapers, potty trained you, and held the Kleenex for you to blow your nose!
She wiped food off of your face years longer than she should have had to!
She constantly touched you!
And she may have to hand you off to another, and her life may endure some heavy changes, but she deserves your touch and should never have to give that up completely!
It would mean more to her than flowers or candy, or eating out, or a diamond necklace [well, let’s not go too far!]
Just visit the nursing home…I’ve spent countless hours in those places and when this ruddy, Opie faced kid walks in there’s not a single instance in which some of those precious old ladies don’t try to reach out and touch me, and total stranger!
You can tell, she’s starved for that simple, innocent brand of physical love.
Physically, verbally…
3. Love her patiently.
Mothers have an incredible job w~/ no pay.
No position in the business world compares to the physical, emotional, and spiritual commitment she has in motherhood.
No Occupation
She rises up at break of day and through her tasks she races.
She cooks the meals as best she may and scrubs the children’s faces
While schoolbooks, lunches, ribbons, too, all need consideration.
And yet the census man insists
She has— “No Occupation”
When breakfast dishes all are done
She bakes a pudding, maybe.
She cleans the rooms up, one by one,
With one eye watching baby.
The mending pile she then attacks
by way of variation.
And yet the census man insists
She has — “No Occupation.”
She irons for a little while, then presses pants for Daddy.
She welcomes with a cheery smile returning lass and laddie.
A hearty dinner next she cooks (no time for relaxation),
And yet the census man insists
She has—“No Occupation.”
Don’t ever make the mistake of asking a lady, Do you work, or stay at home?
The only thing worse you can ask is when she’s due if you’re not 100% sure she’s expecting!
Here’s the point, in spite of all she does for us, we often become impatient with her…we get so used to her taking care of things we come to expect it and are outraged that “those clothes are still dirty?”~/that’s
not ironed?~/you’re
out of my favorite cookies?~/you know I like that over rice, where is it?
She’s picking you up at school because you don’t like to ride the bus, but she’s scolded for being 5 minutes late!
Love her patiently.
Because she’s tender to your needs is no reason to take advantage of her, it’s reason to be patient and to love her all the more!
Agers: it is unfair for you to be more kind, considerate, patient w~/ your friends and your friend’s mothers than your own mother!
If you treated your friends like you treat your mom you wouldn’t have friends, and if you treated their mom like you do yours their mom wouldn’t let their kid have anything to do with you!
Your mom deserves better…she’s not a rug to wipe every negative thought on!
For us adults w~/ living mothers: Love her patiently.
Dobson read on Focus on Family Radio—letter from 80 yr.
old woman on her birthday:
To all my children:
I suppose my upcoming birthday started my thoughts along these lines...This is a good time to tell you that what I truly want are things I can never get enough of, yet they are free.
I want the intangibles.
I would like for you to come and sit with me, and for you to be relaxed.
We can talk, or we can be silent.
I would just like for us to be together.
I need your patience when I don’t hear what you say the first time.
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