One of
the scriptures used at funerals or memorial services for Moms is Proverbs
31:10-31. Eugene Peterson would certainly not lobby for a woman’s place being
confined to the home; but a Mom’s place certainly includes the home. This is
his translation from The Message.
“A good woman is hard to find, and worth far more than diamonds. Her
husband trusts her without reserve, and never has reason to regret it. Never
spiteful, she treats him generously all her life long. She shops around for the
best yarns and cottons, and enjoys knitting and sewing. She’s like a trading
ship that sails to faraway places and brings back exotic surprises. She’s up
before dawn, preparing breakfast for her family and organizing her day. She
looks over a field and buys it, then, with money she’s put aside plants a
garden. First thing in the morning, she dresses for work, rolls up her sleeves,
eager to get started. She senses the worth of her work, is in no hurry to call
it quits for the day. She’s skilled in the crafts of home and hearth, diligent
in homemaking.
“She’s quick to assist anyone in need, reaches out to help the poor. She
doesn’t’ worry about her family when it snows; their winter clothes are all
mended and ready to wear. She makes her own clothing, and dresses in colorful
linens and silk. Her husband is greatly respected when he deliberates with the
city fathers. She designs gowns and sells them, brings the sweaters she knits
to the dress shops. Her clothes are well-made and elegant, and she always faces
tomorrow with a smile. When she speaks she has something worthwhile to say, and
she always says it kindly. She keeps an eye on everyone in her household, and
keeps them all busy and productive.
“Her children respect and bless her; her husband joins in with words of
praise: ‘Many women have done wonderful things, but you’ve outclassed them
all!’ Charm can mislead and beauty soon fades. The woman to be admired and
praised is the woman who lives in the Fear-of-God. Give her everything she
deserves! Festoon her life with praise!”
I get tired just
reading the above. No wonder we set aside a day for Mom to take it easy.
Tomorrow it starts again. -DJ
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