When our three daughters were back at school age, I remember a song they’d tease us with. It was to the tune of “Mother,” and it went something like this: “M” is for the many things she gave me…”O” is for the other things she gave me…”T” is for all of the things she gave me…”H” is for the…(well, you get the point. It reminds me of a song I wrote that I call “It’s Always Mom).”   

The thing is, we just rely on Mom so much that we take it for granted that she knows where the red sweater is, or whether she polished your white Sunday shoes…

We depend on Mom so much, without thinking about the day when we’ll need to care for her, and tell her where her glasses are.

To you folks who have enjoyed good mothers who went above and beyond in running the home and getting you off to school with your books, and your shoes ties…let her know that you care, and that you appreciate the all-day and anytime during the night that you needed her and she was there. Don’t let it go with a “Happy Mother’s Day, Mom.” Let her know all year long.

And to you who had Moms who weren’t that much into your lessons and your lunch money and a thousand other things for you…remember even Moms have problems that have hampered in ways we don’t know about, from their childhood and right up through today. Be like Jesus and love them anyhow.

I remember a story, about an old fellow who sneered and said, “You mean Jesus loves me and doesn’t even know me?” And the answer was, “He loves you EVEN THOUGH he knows you.”

Honor thy Father and thy Mother. Tomorrow might be too late.