THE JOURNEY OF A MOTHER’S LIFE

by BCBP Editor

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A young woman set her foot on the path of life. “Is the way long?” she asked.

And her guide said, “Yes, and the way is hard, and you will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the beginning.”

But the young woman was happy and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years.

So she played with her children and gathered flowers for them along the way and bathed with them in the clear stream: and the sun shone on them and life was good.
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The young woman exclaimed, “Nothing will ever be lovelier than this!”

Then night came, and with it, storms. The path was dark, and the children shook with fear and cold. The woman drew them close and covered them with her mantle– and the children said, ‘We are not afraid, for you are near and no harm can come.”

And the woman said, “This is better than the brightness of day, for we have learned to find courage in the company of others.”

The days passed, and when the children looked at the never‐ending horizon, they became filled with despair. But the mother took them by the hand and turned them to look back across the long road they had traveled.

Together they recalled the joy they had shared and their many accomplishments along the way. And at the end of the day the woman felt deep peace in her heart–for she knew they had experienced great hope.

With the next day came strange clouds that darkened the earth – clouds of war and hate and evil. The children groped and stumbled and the woman said, “Look up, lift your eyes to the light.”

And the children looked and saw above the clouds an everlasting glory, and it guided them and brought them beyond the darkness.

That night, the mother said, “This is the best day of all, for we have been touched by God and we have grown in faith.”

The days went on, and the weeks, the months, and the years, and the woman grew old, and she became little and bent.

But her children were tall and strong and walked with courage. When the way was hard, they helped their mother.
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At last they came to a hill. Beyond the hill they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide open.

The woman said, “I have reached the end of my journey. Now I know that the end is better than the beginning, for I am at peace, my children can walk alone, and their children after them.”

As the gates closed after her, her children said, “We cannot see her, but she is with us still. She is more than a memory: she is a living presence.”

May we leave a path from our journey filled with the riches of life for others to learn & follow….

Source: Internet: The Journey of Life. -Anonymous

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