Our Mother

In the midst of pain and discomfort

God shows Himself to be real

A tower of strength to the feeble

As in the case of our mother who is frail

She is even more dependent on Him

As there’s not much we can do for her

“Jesus suffered much for us,” she says

And with her we must concur

On one occasion while the pain persisted

I heard her in essence say

Jesus’ pain was far more

Compared to what she suffers each day

It’s sometimes difficult to comprehend

While watching her in her wheel chair

This woman that gave birth to seven children

Now almost totally dependent for her care

Such are the vicissitudes of life, I guess

That will attend us should we live as long

As she has for more than ninety years

Though now she is not nearly as strong

So many of you have enquired after her

And your prayers have been dear to us

But the greatest consolation we have of all

Is her strong faith in her Saviour, Jesus

Thus in her weakness she is made strong

And when no one is around he’s there

And during the still watches of the night

Is when he still demonstrates he cares

For sure on him she continually calls

And there’s not an occasion he does not reply

No busy tone or temporary disconnection

His assurance is always to supply

This is not to make light of your calls

Nor indeed your kind and loving expressions

So please do continue to pour them on

Seeing you are the means of God’s ministrations

  

You are His love, His hands His help

And we are the beneficiaries at this time

Our mother is your mother; I hope you know

Since Eve was the mother of all human kind

Thanks to all for your prayers and thoughts

And assuring us we’re not in this alone

And if you did not call do not be distraught

Ours is a greater connection than a phone

For just the thought you’ve spared at this time

To even think about Mum Russell

Means more to us than you’ll ever know

And such helps us through our time of trial.

Stewart Russell © December 2017