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\\ /THINGS ONLY A MOM CAN TEACH/
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/My Mother taught me about ANTICIPATION:/
/"Just wait until your father gets home."/
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/My Mother taught me LOGIC:/
/"Because I said so, that's why."/
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/"If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."/
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/My Mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE:/
/"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that way."/
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/My Mother taught me ESP:/
/"Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you're cold?"/
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/My Mother taught me HUMOR:/
/"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."/
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/My Mother taught me about JUSTICE:/
/"One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you.
Then you'll see what it's like."/
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/My mother taught me RELIGION:/
/"You better pray that will come out of the carpet."/
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/My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL:/
/"If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"/
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/My mother taught me FORESIGHT:/
/"Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."/
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/My mother taught me IRONY:/
/"Keep crying and I'll ~*give~* you something to cry about."/
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/My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS:/
/"Shut your mouth and eat your supper!"/
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/My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM:/
/"Will you ~*look~* at the dirt on the back of your neck!"/
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The Power of a  Mother’s Love
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/When the king ape released the limp form which had been John Clayton, Lord Greystoke, he turned his attention toward the little cradle; but Kala was there before him, and when he would have grasped the child she snatched it herself, and before he could intercept her she had bolted through the door and taken refuge in a high tree.
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/As she took up the little live baby of Alice Clayton she dropped the dead body of her own into the empty cradle; for the wail of the living had answered the call of universal motherhood within her wild breast which the dead could not still.
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/High up among the branches of a mighty tree she hugged the shrieking infant to her bosom, and soon the instinct that was as dominant in this fierce female as it had been in the breast of his tender and beautiful mother--the instinct of mother love--reached out to the tiny man-child's half-formed understanding, and he became quiet.
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/Then hunger closed the gap between them, and the son of an English lord and an English lady nursed at the breast of Kala, the great ape./
This is the beginning of Tarzan’s experience with the apes who raised him.
If this mother ape hadn’t cared for him, he would have been killed.
There is no disrespect ladies, as we think about motherhood in this context.
Probably the opposite.
It is such a powerful force that seems to be built into the order of the universe by God himself.
The same protective force that drove Mary and Joseph to live in Egypt in order to protect the Christ child from the maniac who ruled Palestine.
Tarzan's grief and anger were unbounded.
He roared out his hideous challenge time and again.
He beat upon his great chest with his clenched fists.
And then he fell upon the body of Kala and sobbed out the pitiful sorrowing of his lonely heart.
To lose the only creature in all one's world who ever had manifested love and affection for one is a great bereavement indeed.
What though Kala was a fierce and hideous ape!
To Tarzan she had been kind, she had been beautiful.
Upon her he had lavished, unknown to himself, all the reverence and respect and love that a normal English boy feels for his own mother.
He had never known another, and so to Kala was given, though mutely, all that would have belonged to the fair and lovely Lady Alice had she lived.
*I’d like to think together this morning about the impact of heaven’s chosen mother on the Son that she shared with God himself.
It was undeniable to the very end of his life on earth.*
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*Look at the scripture with me this morning.*
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/25 //Near the cross of Jesus stood his mother, his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene.
26 When Jesus saw his mother there, and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to his mother, “Dear woman, here is your son,” 27 and to the disciple, “Here is your mother.”
From that time on, this disciple took her into his home.
//John 19:25-27 (NIV)*[1]*/
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*Jesus endured the agony of the cross and when the work was done – when he had suffered sufficiently, when the last of my sin was atoned for, he breathed out three beautiful words.
They were the kinds of words that one would expect from an artist who had just completed a masterpiece pleasing to his own critical eye.
Can’t you see the master painter stepping back to gain perspective and saying those words, “It is finished.”*
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*There was nothing beautiful there on the stark brow of Golgotha, widswept and bare.
Probably a favorite execution ground.
But what he did there was a masterpiece indeed.*
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*Do you get edgy when the pressure mounts?
I do.
These are the times when I think little of other people and tend to get wrapped up in the importance of things from my own perspective.
When you look around at the obstacles that you are facing are there times when you don’t want to hear someone else’s problems?
There are for me.
Or when you’ve heard one of those situations where someone else’s circumstance is so dark and desperate and they have no complaint.
In the midst of their pain they minister to you.
They’re not blaming anyone, least of all God.
You walk away feeling guilty for the times you’ve complained over things so small.*
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*Perhaps one of the greatest evidences of God at work in a human being is that they never become so self-absorbed in their pleasure or their pain that they forget about the state of other people.*
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*It would certainly be understandable for Christ.
He came knowingly to suffer and to die for you and me.
You have to wonder if he really knew just how much it would hurt.
He became the object of God’s wrath as the sentence for my sin and yours was carried out on Him.
How could even God know the pain until he clothed himself with flesh and stretched himself out on a rough cross?
Truly he did not deserve what he received.
There was nothing that he said that would indicate to us that this mattered to him.*
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*He Will Carry You \\ * \\ There is no problem too big, God cannot solve it.
\\ There is no mountain too tall, He cannot move it.
\\ There is no storm too dark, God cannot calm it.
\\ There is no sorrow too deep, He cannot soothe it.
\\ \\ If He carried the weight of the world upon His shoulders, \\ I know my brother, that He will carry you.
\\ If He carried the weight of the world upon His shoulders, \\ I know my sister, that He will carry you.
\\ \\ He said, "Come unto me, all who are weary, and I will give you rest."
\\ -Scott Wesley Brown
 
In the midst of his darkest hour on planet earth, Jesus rises above his agony to make sure that his mother would be taken care of.
Just before he uttered the words, “It is finished.”
he stopped to specifically love His dear mother.
She was his most significant connection with the physical world that he was about to leave.
As His physical life was draining from His earthly body he arrests his timeless work, a work prophesied through ages and sages to give direct attention to the one most blessed among women.
And for that moment she is the most important object of his affection, son to mother.
Not Savior to sinner but a young boy loving His mother for all that she had been to Him.
I think that this is a beautiful picture placed here in the crucifixion narrative.
It ought to tug at all off our hearts today because we have all been mothered or are mothers.
And as Jesus in process of securing our salvation honored His mother so we take a few moments today to do the same.
I’d like to suggest a couple of things that may be worth our consideration on this Mother’s Day.
Perhaps the experience of being “mothered” was as unanticipated to Christ as the cross.
It wasn’t that He didn’t know what a mother was, but to actually be “mothered” is something that he did not know by experience.
How could God himself be mothered?
Jesus knew that He would die on a cross but He did not foreknow the pain of taking the sins of the world on His own shoulders and suffering heaven’s wrath as he became sin for us.
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