The media sometimes ends it news with one of those super hero stories to make us feel better after hearing all the garbage that fills our world.  We’re hopeful that someone will come and make things better.  We need someone to look up to – to trust and believe in as role models for our own lives.  We certainly can’t expect a guy with a red cape and an “S” on his shirt to bound in and save the day.  Even a rich man in a fancy black car with a bat painted on its hood can’t do everything required to save the world from itself.

When we talk about super heroes, we think of those who put others before themselves – who take chances they normally wouldn’t – who have a servant nature.  If you believe everything you read, you may think such people no longer exist.  Those who lead us – those who teach us – those whom we think we can trust – even our closest friends – put our faith to the test at one point or another.

With Mother’s Day right around the corner, let’s take a look at some super hero traits of a mother.  Some women go through a pregnancy and the child is aborted or dies at birth. Some will bare children with special needs.  Many women try desperately to conceive, but can’t.  There are those whose husbands are serving their country in far off places and have to view the birth of their child on the internet.  Some have no husband at all.

The cost of becoming a mother is tremendous.  This new life is depending on her.  It will take mountains of responsibility, energy, love and dedication.  Our lives will take on a radical change.  Our home looks like a tornado went through it.  We get weary of trying to settle another dispute between siblings.  We don’t have the energy or time to get out of our sweats and put on some makeup.  We may feel unappreciated, guilty, tired, misunderstood, frustrated or unable to do it all.

Mounds of laundry pile up. The meals you spend hours preparing are uneaten.  The drives to school, karate lessons, sporting events, music and theatre activities are endless.  Until they have their own driver’s licenses, you hold the keys.  There are dust bunnies growing under your bed.  Your garden needs weeding.  Your own needs are not being met.  Your ironing board is covered with boxes – in fact you don’t even know where your iron is?  Kids bring all kinds of surprises home for you – a bouquet of dandelions, a bucket full of toads, a snake, their friends.

Motherhood is one of the most under-rated and thankless professions known to mankind. It’s too bad we only take one day out of the year to celebrate them. Moms are purveyors of comfort, deliverers of love and encouragement, merchants of morality and learning, solicitors of peace and understanding. They are the vessel of God’s handiwork.  Mother’s need a pat on the back each and every day of the year!

Motherhood is not for sissies.  You will be required to climb tall buildings in a single bound.  You will be expected to accomplish great deeds, but you already have, just by giving birth.  God is our true Super Hero, because He always puts us first.  When motherhood becomes burdensome, turn to Him for the strength you need to get through it.

“For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.”
Psalm 139:13




As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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  1. hatrack4 says:

    My wife is referred to as “Super Mom.”

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  2. I love this,Kathy!! So true and encouraging! Your post made me think of that Stephen Curtis Chapman song, “Do Everything.”
    Anyway, your post is worthy of the “superhero” that you are! You are truly a treasure! ❤ ❤

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    • says:

      Picture this – a five foot grandma with flabby arms, wrinkled face and turkey neck,with a red cape and an S on her sagging chest. She isunable to leap tall buildings, because she’s fallen and can’t get up. There you have it – super grandma on steroids,


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