Where are the Mothers?

Where are the mothers who work hard with their hands,
Building their homes, obeying God’s commands?

Where are the mothers who sing to their child,
Who brightens the day with only their smile?

Where are the mothers who pray for the nation,
Who lead all their children to the God of creation?

Where are the mothers who rock their babes to sleep,
Tending young hearts as our Shepherd does His sheep?

Where are the mothers who make home-cooked meals,
Who kisses the boo-boos, on bedsides she kneels?

Where are the mothers who raise Kingdom shakers,
Receiving each child as a gift from the Maker?

They are hidden in homes that the world doesn’t see,
Their worth- more than gold and rare as rubies.

By: Kristin Eason