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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://forums.hvparent.com/utility/FeedStylesheets/atom.xsl" media="screen"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xml:lang="en"><title type="html">Happy Mothers&amp;#39; Day</title><subtitle type="html" /><id>http://forums.hvparent.com/blogs/happy_mothers_day/atom.aspx</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://forums.hvparent.com/blogs/happy_mothers_day/default.aspx" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://forums.hvparent.com/blogs/happy_mothers_day/atom.aspx" /><generator uri="http://communityserver.org" version="3.1.30415.43">Community Server</generator><updated>2008-05-08T09:42:00Z</updated><entry><title>Mothers meditation</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://forums.hvparent.com/blogs/happy_mothers_day/archive/2008/05/08/mothers-meditation.aspx" /><id>http://forums.hvparent.com/blogs/happy_mothers_day/archive/2008/05/08/mothers-meditation.aspx</id><published>2008-05-08T13:42:00Z</published><updated>2008-05-08T13:42:00Z</updated><content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Constantia" color="navy" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:12pt;COLOR:navy;FONT-FAMILY:Constantia;"&gt;Mothers are special people---not angels, or saints, but special people.&amp;nbsp; A prophet asks, “Can a mother forget her infant?”&amp;nbsp; And the next sentence in scripture clearly implies that she could.&amp;nbsp; Why did the prophet even bring up the question? He wanted to illustrate the love of God.&amp;nbsp; So he pointed to the highest form of human love that he knew---the love of a mother for her baby---and then said, God’s love is even greater than that.&amp;nbsp; Most of us can understand that illustration, whether we believe it or not.&amp;nbsp; My guess is that, as a group, mothers are the world’s most unselfish people.&amp;nbsp; They may not want to be, but they have to be.&amp;nbsp; For nine months, a mother shares her body with another person.&amp;nbsp; Then, with pain, she brings that other person into the world.&amp;nbsp; The pain, I am told, is soon forgotten.&amp;nbsp; But the problems have only begun.&amp;nbsp; That mother now has on her hands a totally dependent, totally selfish little creature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Constantia" color="navy" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:12pt;COLOR:navy;FONT-FAMILY:Constantia;"&gt;In the early years of life that little creature will have many needs, and will always demand immediate gratification.&amp;nbsp; More often than not, it will be the mother who will meet those needs.&amp;nbsp; For the sake of her own sanity, a mother must learn to subordinate her needs to the needs of her baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Constantia" color="navy" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:12pt;COLOR:navy;FONT-FAMILY:Constantia;"&gt;Some mothers never learn that lesson.&amp;nbsp; They go through the years resenting and resisting the demands that are made upon them.&amp;nbsp; That’s sad, both for them and their babies.&amp;nbsp; Not all mothers are unselfish.&amp;nbsp; No mother is unselfish all of the time, and should not be.&amp;nbsp; But taken as a group, mothers must surely be the world’s most unselfish people.&amp;nbsp; The prophet could think of no better way to illustrate the love of God than to compare it with the love of a mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Constantia" color="navy" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:12pt;COLOR:navy;FONT-FAMILY:Constantia;"&gt;So we have set aside this day to honor two people.&amp;nbsp; They are not saints.&amp;nbsp; They are not angels.&amp;nbsp; They are people, but they are very special people.&amp;nbsp; We are indebted to them.&amp;nbsp; We are grateful for them.&amp;nbsp; These two special people are your mother and mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Constantia" color="navy" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:12pt;COLOR:navy;FONT-FAMILY:Constantia;"&gt;Remember my dearly loved mom, Mary, whom I miss so very much, in your prayers.&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:12pt;COLOR:navy;FONT-FAMILY:Constantia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hvparent.com/photos/blog_photos/picture374.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH:80px;HEIGHT:87px;" height="84" src="http://forums.hvparent.com/photos/blog_photos/images/374/thumb.aspx" width="97" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Constantia" color="navy" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:12pt;COLOR:navy;FONT-FAMILY:Constantia;"&gt;Fr. Ray A. Pavlick, Chaplain, Castle&amp;nbsp;Point Veteran&amp;#39;s Hospital, shown with his mother Mary a few years ago on the porch of the home they shared here in the Hudson Valley.&amp;nbsp; Fr. Ray has been an ordained priest for over thirty-five years, for the last twenty years his diocese has lent his services to the U.S. Military as a Chaplain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Constantia" color="navy" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:12pt;COLOR:navy;FONT-FAMILY:Constantia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#996600" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:10pt;COLOR:#996600;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:12pt;COLOR:navy;FONT-FAMILY:Constantia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://forums.hvparent.com/forums/aggbug.aspx?PostID=375" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>sfaso</name><uri>http://forums.hvparent.com/members/sfaso.aspx</uri></author></entry></feed>