Mother is Special

Mother is special 

Because of her love

For her dear Savior 

In Heaven above.

He is her joy, 

Her strength and song,

The shelter she runs to 

When night is long.

He’s the stable Rock 

On which she depends,

Her King, her Father, 

Her very best friend.

Her life so radiates 

Her walk with the Lord.

I know there awaits her 

No small reward

For the things she’s done 

While singing a hymn;

Even to the least of these, 

She’s done it for Him.

I love her because 

Of her choice to stay,

While the world rushes on 

Calling mothers away.

She chose to ignore 

The rat race for fame,

And rather stayed home, 

Donning lowlier name.

But, oh, while that name 

The world may despise,

Our Father in Heaven 

Has a much greater prize

Than any earthly throng 

Could ever reward,

For she’s raising children 

To serve the Lord.

I’ll always be thankful 

For her gentle love

That lead me to know 

My Savior above.

I thank my God 

For my precious Mother,

I wouldn’t trade her 

For any other.

Copyright © Elisabeth Linzey 2012