Mother’s So Fair Part 1 By Charity E. Sephus

Mother’s Fair” face the days by taking each step by faith. Proverbs 31:25-31 says, “Strength and dignity are her clothing, she laughs at the time to come. She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue. She looks well to the ways of her house hold and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children will rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her; “Many women have done excellently but you surpass them all.” Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.”

Mother’s Fair” emulates excellence, and splendor as per the scripture above, realizing the importance of being “strong and dignified” within is more than outward apparel. Mother’s Fair, teach with “kindness on their tongue”, and open their mouths with wisdom”. (to declare what is just, and do justice to the indigent and the poor) This proverb is an action plan. Can you remember how your mother placed emphasis on how you should act away from home? The mother who fears the Lord is to be praised. She is far more precious than jewels.  

Although my mother has been gone for many years, her dignity lingers here with me.  I see her beautiful face and with the glow of her eyes came an anointed graceful peace. There were times when it seemed she should turn off her charm, but that would have been unprofitable so she prayed, wept and smiled instead.

The touch of my mother’s hand was gentle, still, and instantly comforting. Her voice made my heart leap especially when she laughed or sang.

The protective love of Mother may not be understood as children, however as we live and grow in grace and in the knowledge of our Lord, it helps us to attain the power to understand and to emulate. As they rest from a job well done, we now understand the plan was always to watch and guard us with their love, teaching us to do the same with our own families. We love our own through many moods, disappointments, and especially successes.   

My daughters have said they don’t know how I managed to raise my six plus other children who were trusted into my care for a season. As God led me through my child rearing days, I often said in my heart, Thank You, Mother!

Even now I remember the thunder and roaring battle as she raised seven boys and four girls. Each of us had our own friends, so the house was always alive. She “looked well to the needs of her household” and seemed to feel responsible for many other children.

Mothers are like guardian angels fighting billows of battles to keep their families safe until each off-spring can proceed responsibly. Mothers must not be forgotten. Just how they loved us we can only try to tell.