Momma You're God's Blessing Spoken Word

Momma you're God's blessing

If I were to write about the many reasons why

I should celebrate you everyday

And not just every second sunday in May.

Papers would be no more, ink non existent

For there is so much to say.

I am so glad that the word Abortion ,

Never existed in your vocabulary even if you were only 16

And your parents kicked you out and you had to be on your own.

Then I'd ask you, what about the pain endured by those who can never have a baby

Leading them to believe that God's love is at best a maybe!

Or you were happily married to dad and you saw me as an additional blessing to this union.

Or maybe, Just maybe you saved my life and took me,

not flesh of your flesh but miraculously your own!

A gift, that would change your life forever.

The circumstances under which you became momma don't matter much,

because you are God's Blessing to me!

All the professions put in one I find in you!

The counselor when I cried for the petty things and over reacted for nothing.

The police officer that arrested me and kept me from going to the places I thought was best and doing the things that sometimes you won't even address!

The doctor for every little pain that I felt and most times it was nothing.

The fashion police who keeps sending me to change my clothes a million times until I looked somewhat close to perfection!

In times of hurt, your words captivated my heart

working what some called mummy magic!

But I see now that it was grace and love, as you helped me through time so tragic!

I thought you were nosy when you kept going through my room, going through my phone , asking all the questions that would send me mad and wanting to be an adult, just to get a place of my own!

Always wanting to know who was that guy I was hugging , where and whom I was going places with .

All these things made me feel like you didn't love me or just the hot flashes kicking me .

Had me guessing, If it was menopause? Or just you being mom!

Later down I realised that you didn't only love me but you also didn't want me to repeat your mistakes!

Wishing better for me everyday ,

praying to God and asking him to bless me in every way!

Momma, I know words aren't enough, actions can only do much

But may I say that because of all this nagging and fussing and sometimes,

even making you second guess your choice of having me,

you've loved me unconditionally.

I don't think my first salary would be enough

To repay you for so much

Nine months , maybe less , maybe more

18 years! maybe more, you've taught me what is meant to be a mother,

and maybe one day if God were to bless me with Children of my own I'd rather do it the way you raised me!

It may not seem like I appreciate it all or show you that I care as much

I just want you to know that you are loved , honoured, cherished and

most of all protected

But if there's one thing I know without a doubt

Momma, you're God's blessing to me!

By: Sergeline Michel