Motherhood Poem by Samantha Wallace

Praise God for motherhood,
Even though it's tough,
For all the days, both bad and good,
And when you've had enough.
For God has blessed you with this role,
He knew which child was best,
The one best suited for your soul,
And which buttons they would press.
He knew their type of personality,
And what challenges they would bring,
He knew if they'd be calm or feisty,
But how they'd make your spirit sing.
We don't get to have more patience,
Without the chance to practise this.
So don't see them as a nuisance,
Or that your discipline is fruitless.
And just as iron sharpens iron,
Or how diamonds come about,
We must choose to not be stubborn,
But thank them for how we turn out.
Just remember that Motherhood,
Is God's tool to grow your spirit,
And when this view is understood,
You can then be thankful for it!