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As I Imitate Christ
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Faith Seekers
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Heaven Bound
Just Between Men
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The Joy of Family
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Diane Exner
A Woman's World
Featured Article
The Mother-in-Law … Friend or Foe
By Diane Exner

The average loving wife will smile and nod when her husband casually comments, "Hey honey, my folks are coming to visit. They'll be here next weekend for a few days." For many daughters-in-law, this comment can give them a split personality, identity crisis.

The most sweet, caring woman can turn into a feisty feline seemingly over night in preparation for her mother-in-law's arrival. She will run around the home like the 'Mad-Hatter' for the week previous, cleaning closets, washing windows, dusting drawers and bleaching bowls (toilet bowls that is), to ensure nothing is out of place for the visit of royalty. By the time her in-laws arrive, this woman is too tired from cleaning and preparing her home, to enjoy a decent conversation with her guests.

Not being able to relax after the evening meal, her mother-in-law takes it upon herself to start clearing the dinner dishes. Her husband offers to help. It's his way of saying, "Thank you for all your efforts. Dinner was great."

After a half-hearted protest, daughter-in-law remains sitting and enjoys a cup of black coffee while making small talk with dear ol’ dad. She finds if she asks him about the weather, crops, or the latest in sports news, he has no trouble holding his side of the exchange for the next fifteen minutes. It's a win-win situation. She gets to relax over coffee and is still contributing to entertaining the in-laws, while mother and son are bonding by doing the dinner dishes together.

Upon mother-in-law’s return, she remarks, "Now wasn't that nice of ‘Junior’ to clear the table for you dear? He's such a big help."

"Junior’s" wife politely smiles and nods as her hands cup her coffee mug and she props her elbows on the table to take a long sip.

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In The Name of Love
By Susan Coltrane-Dunn

When I was growing up I hated the rules that my mother had for me. Every day after school I was not allowed to play until my homework was done and if it wasn't done right, I had to do it over again. I had chores that had to be done everyday.

I remember telling my mom that I would never raise my children the way she was raising me, and she told me that I would. Well, she knew what she was talking about because, to a certain extent, I am.

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Motherhood
By Jenna Van Son

Motherhood – it’s understood
And it’s what we celebrate today
It’s looked upon as something good
We each do fit in our own way.

We love and nurture, teach and raise
There are good times and there are bad.
Upon our children we lavish praise,
Our hearts break when they are sad.

For nine long months inside they grow
Beneath our very hearts
We’ve not seen them yet and still we know
That with them is where love starts.

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MomsJust a Thought
By Diane Exner

"All Women Can Be Moms"

As a woman who was never able to have children of her own, I used to find Mother's Day a very hard celebration time. I'd be hurt when I never received flowers or cards. Even Mother's Day Sundays at church were hard; because of course moms would be honored; and rightfully so.

I'd see children run wildly to their moms after Sunday School with treasures in hand of what they had made especially for them. With bright, shiny smiles on their faces they'd excitedly present the labors of their hands, and mom would promptly gather them up to hug and kiss them. Instead of being happy and excited for these mothers, my heart would break a little more each time this scene played out in front of me.

One day as I was whining to the Lord about this issue and feeling sorry for myself, He gently reminded me that I already was a mom. I was not only a mom to two incredibly smart and handsome boys (my stepsons) but to so many others as well.

All the kids that I had taught and encouraged in mid-week clubs, the Christmas Pageants, or just everyday; I was a mom to them. He even reminded that I had already received the Mother's Day cards I was whining about. I had been given many cards and notes of thanks for something I had said or shared with others to encourage them on a day when they needed it.

My Challenge to You …

Be a mom to every child (young and old) you meet. Share your love and wisdom with others and in this way you will honor God in being the mom He has created you to be. I am so glad that mothers are honored and recognized and have their own special day a year – they should.

Technically, I get to have Mother's Day more days a year than just one. Poor, poor pitiful me, has since become empowered to be the mother God intended me to be every day of the year. He assured me that He knew what kind of mother I was and that's all that mattered. I get to be a mom 365 days a year and with an added bonus; I get to be a Mom in Spirit.
Diane Exner is a published freelance Canadian writer, who takes every opportunity to use her talents to glorify God and to encourage others. You can contact Diane through her website at http://www.exner-express.com. Come climb aboard the ‘Exner Express’!