I am calling up memories of your sincere and unqualified faith,
the learning of your entire personality on God in Christ in absolute trust and confidence in His power, wisdom and goodness.
A faith that first lived permanently in the heart of your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice and now, I am fully persuaded, dwells in you also.
II Timothy 1:8 (Amplified version)
Charles Swindoll tells of a close friend of his who was raised by a godly mother. One habit of hers was to sing to her son when in a crib and as a young boy in bed, the great hymns of the faith. She resisted solely placing little ditties or lullabies only his mind before sleep. When in a crib, and then a bed, he fondly recalls her leaning over and singing to him “A Mighty Fortress Is Our God”; “And Can It Be?”; “More Love to Thee, O Christ”; “My Jesus, I Love Thee”; “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing.” She sang the deep songs. And he says, “I remember. I remember those hymns. In fact,” he says, “when I go into church, I had heard and learned most of the hymns. Because of my Mom, and her bedtime-songs, I have a grasp on the great doctrines of the Word.” A rich contribution this wise mother gave to this boy and then man’s soul that has served him well long into his life and into eternity!
One of the most influential great leaders in the church of the 18th century, John Wesley, tells—“I learned more about Christianity from my mother than from all the theologians of England.”
God bless you mothers on this day–keep going strong in God’s ways, a great blessing for you indeed, but also for your children all their life.
Maranatha!