My experience as a child and as an adult has been blessed because I have  always known that my mum loves me. To believe otherwise has never even  occurred to me. She has always loved me, and there is nothing that I  could do that would stop her from loving me. She bore me in her womb and  fed me at her breast. She carried me in her arms, and in her heart and  prayers. She has bled, cried, and sacrificed for me in ways I cannot  even fathom. 

And now as a husband and father I can see this mother-child relationship  with different eyes as I look to how my wife loves our kids. How she  bore them in her womb and fed them at her breast. How she has carried  them in her arms, and in her heart and prayers. How she bleeds, cries,  and sacrifices for them in ways I cannot even fathom. The mothers in my  life are beautiful examples of the love, grace, mercy, compassion,  strength, wisdom, and kindness of God. This is why we can learn so much  from seeing God as a mother.