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MIDI: Mama Said By: The Shirelles © By Original Artist
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REFLECTIONS OF A MOTHER
I can teach you things, but I cannot make you learn.
I can give you directions, but I cannot be there to lead you.
I can allow you freedom, but I cannot account for it.
I can take you to church, but I cannot make you believe.
I can teach you right from wrong, but I cannot always decide for you.
I can buy you beautiful clothes, but I cannot make you beautiful inside.
I can offer you advice, but I cannot accept it for you.
I can give you love, but I cannot force it upon you.
I can teach you to share, but I cannot make you unselfish.
I can teach you respect, but I cannot force you to show honor.
I can advise you about friends, but cannot choose them for you.
I can advise you about sex, but I cannot keep you pure.
I can tell you the facts of life, but I can´t build your reputation.
I can tell you about drink, but I can´t say "no" for you.
I can warn you about drugs but I can't prevent you from using them.
I can tell you about lofty goals, but I can´t achieve them for you.
I can teach you about kindness, but I can´t force you to be gracious.
I can warn you about sins, but I cannot make you moral.
I can love you as a child, but I cannot place you in God´s family.
I can pray for you, but I cannot make you walk with God.
I can teach you about Jesus, but I cannot make Jesus your Lord.
I can tell you how to live, but I cannot give you eternal life.
I can love you with unconditional love all of my life... and I will!
(Author Unknown) |
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MOTHER´S LOVE GOES DEEP
"You don´t love me!"
How many times have your kids laid that one on you?
And how many times have you, as a parent, resisted the urge to tell them how much?
Someday, when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a mother,
I´ll tell them.
I loved you enough to insist you buy a bike with your own money that we could afford and you couldn´t.
I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover you´re handpicked friend was a creep
I loved you enough to make you return a Milky Way with a bite out of it to a drugstore and say I "stole this."
I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your bedroom, a job that would have taken me fifteen minutes.
I loved you enough to say, "Yes you may go to Disney World on Mother´s Day."
I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, disgust and tears in my eyes.
I loved you enough not to make excuses for your lack of respect or you bad manners.
I loved you enough to admit that I was wrong and ask your forgiveness.
I loved you enough to ignore "what every other mother" did or said.
I loved you enough to let you stumble, fall, hurt and fail.
I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your own actions, at 6, 10 & 16.
I loved you enough to figure you would lie about the party being chaperoned but forgave you for it, after discovering I was right.
I loved you enough to shove you off my lap, let go of your hand, be mute to your pleas and insensitive to your demands, so that you had to stand alone.
I loved you enough to accept you for what you are not what I wanted you to be.
But most of all, I loved you enough to say no when you hated me for it.
THAT WAS THE HARDEST PART OF ALL.
(Author Unknown) |
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WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN´T LOOKING
When you thought I wasn´t looking I saw you hang my first painting on the refrigerator,
And I wanted to paint another one.
When you thought I wasn´t looking, I saw you feed a stray cat, And I thought it was
good to be kind to animals.
When you thought I wasn´t looking, I saw you make my favorite cake for me, And I knew that
little things are special things.
When you thought I wasn´t looking, I heard you say a prayer, And I believed there is a
God I could always talk to.
When you thought I wasn´t looking, i felt you kiss me good-night And I felt loved.
When you thought I wasn´t looking, I saw tears come from your eyes, And I learned that
sometimes things hurt,But it´s all right to cry.
When you thought I wasn´t looking, I saw that you cared And I wanted to be everything
that I could be.
When you thought I wasn´t looking, I looked And wanted to say thanks for all the
things I saw when you thought I wasn´t looking.
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