Mother's Love Club Talk-Panel Discussion


This was the talk I used to introduce having a panel of men and women for the very last club. The mentors answered questions for about 15 minutes and then the guys came into the room with Roses and handed them out to the girls and then came and sat on the stage. It was amazing and the questions the girls asked the guys were amazing too. It was the best club we had last year.

Today we honor our mothers. A mother’s love is probably the closest example we have, humanly speaking, to God’s love. It is a love that goes through the valley of the shadow of death to bring life into being. It is a love that sacrifices itself over & over again (long sleepless nights and endless diaper changes..We all know this) & would even dare to lay down her life for her child. As we begin I want to share with you a true story that illustrates this point.

The story is told - out of WW 2 & the holocaust that took the lives of millions of people - of Solomon Rosenberg & his family.
Solomon Rosenberg & his wife & their 2 sons & his mother & father were arrested & placed in a Nazi concentration camp. It was a labor camp, & the rules were simple. "As long as you can do your work, you are permitted to live. When you become too weak to do your work, then you are exterminated." Rosenberg watched his mother & father marched off to their deaths, & he knew that next would be his youngest son, David, because David had always been a frail child.

Every evening Rosenberg came back into the barracks after his hours of labor & searched for the faces of his family. When he found them they would huddle together, embrace one another, & thank God for another day of life.
One day Rosenberg came back & didn’t see those familiar faces. He finally discovered his oldest son, Joshua, in a corner, huddled, weeping, & praying. He said, "Josh, tell me it’s not true." Joshua turned & said, "It is true, poppa. Today David was not strong enough to do his work. So they came for him." "But where is your mother?" asked Mr. Rosenberg. "Oh poppa," he said, "When they came for David, he was afraid & he cried. Momma said, `There is nothing to be afraid of, David,’ & she took his hand & went with him."

That is motherhood! May God bless you in your journey of being a mom. And I pray that if there is someone here who has never experienced the love of God that is so close to the love of a mother, that this will be your time to open your heart and life to the love of Christ.
I pray that if you have felt that you have had to walk through that valley alone maybe without a mom or one that has hurt you so badly, that you will recognize that there is a hand reaching out to you, saying, "There is nothing to be afraid of. I’ll go with you." And I pray that you will recognize that that one has already gone through the valley of the shadow for you, & made it possible for you to live forever. He extends His loving invitation in much the same way that a mother opens the doors of home & invites her children to come in. He invites you, too. And when I began to search for the perfect gift to give to you as a mother I thought about the value of wisdom… Godly wisdom and so tonight we are going to do something special and give you an opportunity to ask questions that you need answers to.

We will have a panel of mentors that are willing to answer your questions so here is some paper and pens and write your questions than hand them to me and I will read them. They can be for a specific mentor or an open question for anyone. You can think back to all the talks and ask any question you had about that or any life questions you want Godly wisdom for then after about 15 minutes of just the gals we are going to bring the men(some of our hubbys or men we respect that choose to be followers of Christ) out to join us an allow you to see a Godly mans perspective about questions that you may want a mans view on. This time is for you to really get those questions answered and gain wisdom. I’m excited to get started
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Shared by Lisa Malmin-East Valley, AZ

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