AT A MOTHER'S GRAVE
Lord, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty; neither do I exercise myself
in things too great, or in things too wonderful for me. Surely I have stilled
and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with its mother, my soul is with me
like a weaned child. O Israel, hope in the Lord from this time forth and for
ever. - Psalm 131
Though we are separated, dear mother, at this solemn moment when I stand before
your grave, I call to mind the love and solicitude with which you tended and
watched over my childhood, ever mindful of my welfare, and ever anxious for
my happiness. I feel the closeness of your spirit, mother dear, and my heart
is filled with tender emotion as I recollect the many sacrifices you made to
ennoble my heart and instruct my mind. I am grateful for your every blessing,
your kindly deeds, your understanding heart, your sacrificial devotion and your
warm love so freely given. What I achieved is because of your influence, and
what I am, I have become through you. Indeed, the wisdom that you imparted unto
me shall ever remain with me.
If at times, I have failed in showing you the love and appreciation which you
so worthily deserved; if I have been thoughtless and ungrateful; I ask to be
forgiven. In tribute to your beautiful memory, I implore your inspiration to
noble and intelligent living as I cherish the recollections of your lifetime.
I pray, O God, that the soul of my dear mother be bound up in the bond of eternal
life, together with the souls of all the righteous that are in Thy keeping.
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