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A Tribute

I hope you all don’t mind that my blogging schedule, as I’m sure you’ve noticed, is a flexible thing. I still aim to post every Saturday, but I’m occasionally adding a “bonus” post during the week. Such as today, because . . .

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It’s Mother’s Day! I am blessed with an amazing mom. The best in the whole wide world, in fact. Last year I wrote her a poem for her birthday, and it suits this special day as well. I thought I’d share it here in honor of all the moms out there. You’re heroes.

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A Tribute

(April 23, 2014)

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You should know I have a hero
Who is no caped crusader
She’s someone else entirely
But of this I must persuade her

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Instead of jumping towers
And flying through the air
She embarks on covert missions
Of which most would never dare

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You never know she’s coming
Until she winds up right beside you
Her work is classified, top secret
But these things I know to be quite true:

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She’s a very gifted healer
In more than just one way
Her words and hands work magic
And send all illnesses away

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She’s a strong and skillful warrior
With an arsenal at the ready
Her favorite weapon’s prayer
And her Director keeps her steady

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She’s a family woman too
Don’t think that’s just a cover
She cares for each one in her clan
And every day they say they love her

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What exactly does she do?
You might be wondering by now
Well, the answer’s pretty lengthy
But I’ll explain the what and how

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She gives hope to the despairing
And reminds them of the light
She empowers the discouraged
And says that God has won the fight

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She brings joy to every day
With a joke, a smile, a laugh
Can’t stay down when she’s around
Your load she cuts in half

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She’s an ambassador of truth
A representative of Christ
Her life’s a glowing illustration
She knows lip service won’t suffice

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She inspires, builds, and grows
She spreads the sparrow’s wings
Her life’s a tapestry of grace
And you can tell that her heart sings

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In the middle of the storm
She’s a cornerstone of calm
She is the wondrous blessing
Whom I’m honored to call “Mom”