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        Why are you crying, a young boy asked his Mom?
       
        "Because I’m a woman," she told him.
       
        "I don’t understand," he said.
       
        His Mom just hugged him and said,
        "And you never will, but that’s O.K."…….
       
        Later the little boy asked his father,
        "Why does Mom seem to cry for no reason?".
        "All women cry for no reason," was all his Dad could say……
       
        The little boy grew up and became a man,
        still wondering why women cry.
       
        Finally he put in a call to God and when God got back to him, he asked
        "God, why do women cry so easily?"
       
        GOD answered……
       
        "When I made woman,
        I decided she had to be special.
        I made her shoulders
        strong enough to carry
        the weight of the world, yet,
        made her arms gentle enough to give comfort…
       
        I gave her the inner strength
        to endure childbirth
        and the rejection
        that many times will come
        even from her own children.
       
        I gave her a hardness
        that allows her
        to keep going and take care
        of her family and friends,
        even when everyone else gives up, through sickness and fatigue without
       
        complaining….
       
        I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all
        circumstances. Even when her child has hurt her badly….
       
        She has the very special power to make a child’s boo-boo feel better and
       
        to quell a teenager’s anxieties and fears….
       
        I gave her strength to care for her husband, despite faults
        and I fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart….
       
        I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but
       
        sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him
        unfalteringly….
       
        For all of this hard work,
        I also gave her a tear to shed.
        It is hers to use
        whenever needed and !
        it is her only weakness….
        When you see her cry,
        tell her how much you love her, and all she does for everyone, and even
        though
        she may still cry, you will have made her heart feel good.
 

 
      Love your Mother Always

  
      and keep her Smiling

By the time the Lord made mothers, He was into the sixth day working overtime. 
An Angel  appeared and said "Why are you spending so much 
time on this one?"

And the Lord answered and  said, "Have you read the spec
sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not elastic; have 200
movable parts, all replaceable; run on black coffee and leftovers; have a lap
that can hold three children at one time and that disappears when she stands up;
have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart; and
have six pairs of hands." 

The Angel was astounded at the requirements for this one.
"Six pairs of hands! No way!"  said the Angel.

The Lord looked at the Angel and smiled and said, "I’m
afraid you are wrong again.  I created the woman, but she created the tear!"

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign
    advertising the pups and set about Nailing it to a post on the edge of his
    yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he Felt a tug on his
    overalls. He looked down into the Eyes of a little boy.
    Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."
    "Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck,
    "these puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money."
    The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket,
    he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I’ve got
    thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?"
    "Sure," said the farmer.
    And with that he let out a whistle,"Here,Dolly!" he called.
    Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little
    balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence.
    His eyes danced with delight.

As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something
    else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared; this
    One noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward
    manner the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to
    catch up….
    "I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt.
    The farmer knelt down at the boy’s side and said, "Son, you don’t want that
    puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs
    would."
    With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and
    began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel
    brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself To a specially
    made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don’t run
    too well myself, and he will need Someone who understands."

The world is full of people who need someone who understands.

A Mother’s love is something
that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God’s tender guiding hand.