Our Mother Wearing A White Flower
In Memory Of Her Mother

Our Father Wearing A Red Flower
In Honor Of His Mother And Our Mother

Mike, Ray And Celeste
Wearing A Red Flower
For Their Mother

I’ll Wear A Red Flower

For me, my mother and the mother of our children, and now, the mother of our grandson; each illuminate this great truth—God surely blesses each of us with life through some of the most crucial of His servants; those who give us life, and for so many of us, those who sacrificially and joyfully serve us daily in His Name until, through that Name we are reborn into eternal life. Certainly it is often a mother’s love that sets us securely on the road God lays out before us leading toward salvation and service in His Kingdom. Mothers invest their hearts in thousands of words and gestures and looks that all add up to providing for their children an environment of love that joyfully releases those children, free to soar on the wind under God’s sheltering wings. Mothers so often get up early and go to bed late as they prayerfully wrap up their children’s days in God’s mercy and and His grace.
Back when I was a little boy, everyone in our family wore a red flower to honor our mother on Mother’s Day. My father, my brother, Ray, and I, and my sister, Celeste, wore red carnations to proudly proclaim, “We love our mother.” (I believe this tradition had passed before my two younger sisters, Abby and Lisa, were able to participate.) My mother wore a white carnation in loving memory of her departed mother. At church services it was a joyous sight to see all of those beautiful flowers worn in honor of mothers that second Sunday of May each year. It was a reminder to us all that our mothers deserved our appreciation for such loving servants of God’s wonderful presence in our lives.

I’ll Wear A Red Flower

I’ll wear a red flower for my mother
this Sunday, for she is God‘s faithful
servant as she proves how blessed are
children who are truly led by God’s own Word,
through her acts of loving kindness and her
laugher and assurance, by her firm and
principled hand to His promised Land.

I’ll wear a red flower for our children’s
mother this Sunday, for she is God’s
faithful servant as everyday her heart
embraces both our daughter and our son,
never allowing them to doubt how fully
they are loved, how faithfully she prays
and how always, God will guide their ways.

I’ll wear a red flower for our daughter
this Sunday for now she has become
a loving mother to our highly treasured
grandson, and through his good days and
his bad she guides him with her steady hand,
she both loves and leads him daily in
the adventures, God, Himself, has planned.

I’l wear a red flower for all our mothers
this Sunday for God has entrusted
in their faithful hearts and souls and minds
His own good plans for His beloved human
kind to be redeemed for His holy Kingdom
by our Savior who was born and raised
by Mary, their obedient, older sister.

M.S.
Mother’s Day, 2020

When the angels went away from them into heaven,
the shepherds said to one another,
”Let us go to Bethlehem
and see this thing that has happened,
which the Lord has made known to us.”
And they went with haste and found Mary and Joseph,
and the baby lying in a manger.
And when they saw it, they made known the saying
that had been told them concerning this child.
And all who heard it wondered
at what the shepherds told them.
But Mary treasured up all these things,
pondering them in her heart.

Luke 2: 15-19 ESV