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 My Mother’s Apron

From my Mother’s waist it hung

It always was in place

It smelled of Sunshine pinned to the line

                                     In calico, gingham and lace

The pocket held a treasure trove,

told the story of her day

A marble…

          a clothespin…

                      my hair ribbon too

Tucked in along her way

It soothed my scrape

       It dried my tears

              It’s corner cleaned the smudge

It was always dusted with baking flour

                                                        At Christmas, a bit of fudge

Upon it’s gathers

                             I’d rest my head and tell her of my woes

What precious words it surely heard…

                                              Heaven records and knows

With her arms about me

                                   My head upon her knee

I would play with her apron strings

while she would speak to me

Speak to me of our Lord and God

                                        Tell me of His grace

But most of all

           I learned of Him

                    While looking up into her face

The Love that shown from her eyes to mine

                                       Taught me all I needed to know

I learned it there

                   in her aproned lap

How to live…

        How to  love…

                How to grow…

I created this, so that I could glorify those I was created to glorify…My Lord and my God, [ glorify God in your body and in your spirit, which are God's 1Cor 6:20] and my husband Raymond Mallery,[the woman is the glory of man 1Cor 11:7]  I have been so very blessed.

I am spending my devotion time with my Lord searching the Psalm for all the Wonderful things that the Lord says He will do for me. I am blessed beyond words in this exercise of Faith. Try it, I urge you. Find a beautiful journal, or create a beautiful journal and begin with Psalm1 and begin to record what the Lord says that He will do for you. Strength in the day of adversity. Stand on those promises.

The Lord says that ” Praise is comely for the Upright.” Psalm 33:1, Psalm 147:1 Praise is the lost beauty ingredient.  Indeed we were created to glorify and we are only fulfilled as a woman and filled with His Joy and Pleasure when we do! May He be honoured and may you be blessed every time you visit this site.  Keep glorifying Him!