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By George Matthew Adams
I have been thinking about the great unrest in the world. And I have been believing that a lot of it would be cured - if only a great crowd of new mothers might be imported into the world! For, you see, a mother is able to cure almost everything.
From the little tot who bumps his head and gets a great big fat "tiss" that immediately heals it, to the strong man who goes to his work in life after the benediction of a mother's last kiss - does this marvelous influence mold and make worth while every effort that a human being is able to perform.
It's the "Mother o' Mine" thought the embodies the noblest impulses of which we are capable. I have in mind a wonderful mother, who sent her boy out into the world with these words: "My boy — come back SOMEBODY!"
Through the winding paths and ways of strife and pain and sorrow, as well as of joy, does the spirit of a mother follow and lead. A mother never runs out of love or forgiveness — or anything that is helpful.
Long years ago my Mother went away. But she comes back with the opening of every day — to tell me what to do. And all that I am of wisdom or of good, I feel that I owe most to her.
"Mother o' Mine," you look so beautiful to me, where you are! The stars keep telling me about you.
It's the mothers who are going to bring this world out all right in the end!
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By George Matthew Adams
I have been thinking about the great unrest in the world. And I have been believing that a lot of it would be cured - if only a great crowd of new mothers might be imported into the world! For, you see, a mother is able to cure almost everything.
From the little tot who bumps his head and gets a great big fat "tiss" that immediately heals it, to the strong man who goes to his work in life after the benediction of a mother's last kiss - does this marvelous influence mold and make worth while every effort that a human being is able to perform.
It's the "Mother o' Mine" thought the embodies the noblest impulses of which we are capable. I have in mind a wonderful mother, who sent her boy out into the world with these words: "My boy — come back SOMEBODY!"
Through the winding paths and ways of strife and pain and sorrow, as well as of joy, does the spirit of a mother follow and lead. A mother never runs out of love or forgiveness — or anything that is helpful.
Long years ago my Mother went away. But she comes back with the opening of every day — to tell me what to do. And all that I am of wisdom or of good, I feel that I owe most to her.
"Mother o' Mine," you look so beautiful to me, where you are! The stars keep telling me about you.
It's the mothers who are going to bring this world out all right in the end!
https://linktr.ee/questorpods
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