Through a Mother's Eyes

The one thing I love about the way God created us are the vast and definite differences between men and women. I've read studies that have shown that mothers teach children how to act within a home and fathers teach children how to act outside of the home. That's why, if fathers do not go to church regularly, the children will usually follow suit, no matter how devout the mother may be.

Mothers are also greatly protective of there children. Nothing amuses me more than to see "Mama Bear Claws" come out when someone criticizes a mother's child. Mothers usually assume the best of their children, building them up, holding them in the highest regard. Fathers usually try to push the children forward, to make them face challenges, to test their ability to overcome obstacles, even if that includes failure.

This difference in approach could not be more visible than this past weekends baseball tournament. My son was pitching a good game, but gave up a home run. My wife, in her ever protective Mama Bear mode, offers "Well, they couldn't hit a home run if Gabe didn't throw such a beautiful pitch!"

Only a mother can turn a child's failure into a moment of success.

I love that about mothers. They are the safety net we all need. When all else fails, we know our mothers will be there, no matter what we've done or what we've failed to do and will look at us through their loving eyes, seeing us at our best, even when we are at our worst.

Mothers are very lucky... their uncompromising love of their children is a gift from God, an insight into how our Creator looks at us... through loving eyes, focusing on what we are capable of doing instead of what we have not done well.