A Mother’s Love


Ever since I read about Kevin, the soldier that was hurt in a suicide attack in Iraq, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about his mother.  The woman that sits by his bedside waiting for him to show some sign, anything, to show her he will be okay.  My heart hurts for her and I haven’t been able to get her and Kevin out of my mind.  I can’t imagine any worse pain than watching your child hurt and not knowing if he can hear you.  Everything I do, every one I see reminds me.  I saw a young man in an Air Force uniform today and he looked so young.  He didn’t seem all that much older than my oldest son who is now 14.  That reality hit me like a gut punch.  I don’t know that I could be that brave of a mother….. to watch my son go off to war.  Who knows, maybe that is something that is waiting for me.

I wish there was something I could do to help but I know I’m really powerless to do anything but pray and hope for Kevin to recover. 

I decided that such a brave woman, the mother of a brave soldier, should also receive a paper crane to remind her to be strong and that there is hope.   She will receive #4 out of 1,000.

Paper Crane for a brave mother


A Mother’s Love

A Mother’s love is something
that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God’s tender guiding hand.

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