Mothers Of Murderers…
Just typing those three words made me uncomfortable. How about you?
No, I’m not a mother of a murderer. I do, however, have imperfect children like myself filled with pain.
Hurt people hurt others, but healed people heal!
I have met, and established relationships with, a dozen or so of incredibly courageous mothers of murderers that deserve to wear crowns of Mothers Of Mercy!
But Labeled As Mothers of Monsters?
How can any mother walk through life being referred to as Mothers Of Monsters?
Every mother’s heart carries enough of the shame-and-blame game of our children’s actions and grave mistakes, but that should associate us more so as being Mothers Of Mourning, right?
After all, a mother holds her child’s hand for just a short time, but holds their hearts forever!
Successful rehabilitation is dependent upon the love and support received inside prison.
To every Mother Of Mourning, you’re an inspirational gift from the Lord. I’m honored to witness love in action, strong faith and perseverance as God heals, creating beauty.
The repeated trials and attacks you endure in daily living, from your own imprisonment of guilt and shame, the victim’s family and “those that know” are like daggers to the soul unknown to none other.
Your life and love is our Lord’s work, accomplished in Holy Spirit’s power, and is never in vain, even when we don’t understand. It is unique to only you! Your life is a God-ordained calling and mission.
This assignment was specifically tailored for YOU ONLY to fulfill and you have done well to stand firm and let nothing move you except Love Himself (1 Corinthians 15:58).
I can’t even imagine the hell you’ve walked through, but I can say this: Being refined by fire is BEAUTIFUL!!! I have become empowered because of you, so thank you!
A mom, mommy, mother can’t change the past, as she will carry some guilt and shame that is tucked between the folds of her heart. Mothers Of Mention, it’s your time to rise and shine understanding you’re Mothers Of Mercy with relentless devotion.
Your children arise and call you blessed because of your unwavering support that comes from the strength of your faith (Proverbs 31:17).
Your Godly image of grace, compassion and tender mercy illustrates God Himself (Genesis 1:27).
Hurt People Hurt Others, But Healed People Heal!
And M-O-M, Mother Of Mercy, your unconditional love to “never let me go” helps us all embrace how hurt people hurt others, but healed people heal! Since love comes from God and you know Him, your life testifies to God’s Great Love (1 John 4:7-10).
A mother’s love is kind of like a rainbow bringing color and life into a dark and dreary atmosphere filled with cold and empty minds.
Counting the times their souls connect to one another pales in comparison to the mourning and weeping veils they’re clothed in.
The celebration a mother holds onto when transformation delivers reminders of “I’m making you stronger,” illustrates how their love is unashamedly obvious. Even though every single visit steals a part of their cherished cuddling and cradling, the bleeding heart may become calloused with scar tissue, but a Mother Of Motivation leans in.
Death ripped away a part of these mothers, the parts that were most loved. Instead, they are replaced with wearing the black hooded veil. Both the mothers of the victims and the mothers of murderers become haunted by the shadow of death and despair.
Could you describe a M-O-M as selfless, loving, supportive, even an intelligent beloved? Or is the labeling of the mother of murderers too much to bear?
We all participated in the death of Jesus Christ, so maybe examining our own cold hearts might help expose light to the shadow of judgment and condemnation.
These mothers still feel the pain, raw pain, but to think their hearts cannot be broken anymore is disheartening. This pain is seared all the way through the heart branding each beat. They are imprisoned by no fault of their own. A mother’s love never ends; instead it chooses to protect, never leaves, nor forsakes.
That’s God’s Great Love!
A mother faces hardship, judgment and ridicule when their child becomes incarcerated. Fearless perseverance is demanded when the world surrounding her collapses beneath her feet.
Unable to guard any mama’s heart, the battleground is and was vicious and bloody. This could only develop strength from constant battle. Behind closed doors, the shadow of guilt and shame ricochets from the flaming arrows penetrating the armor. Where this mama went wrong or where she failed and wasn’t enough lurks to ambush.
The hemorrhaging heart somehow finds the strength from faith to carry a torch of compassion and love to carry a heart through the finish line.
Are you a Mother of Mayhem? Mother Of Mischievous? Mother of Multitude? Mothers of Military? Mothers of Mentally-Incapacitated? Mothers of Misfits?
How about calling ourselves…
Mamas of Masterpieces?
Whether your mother is loving, accepting, beautiful or caring, the common denominator that is often overlooked is how amazing she is: Mother Of Mine!
Thank you for being beautiful you, Mother Of Meaningful! You are indeed Mothers Of Masterpieces!
Until next time…