Across this world, in homes both large and small, in
neighborhoods of low, mixed, and high socioeconomic status, in moments of peace
and turmoil, in a multitude of languages, there are mothers praying, crying,
rejoicing, pleading on behalf of their children. This fact struck me this past
week when spontaneously my American and Cameroonian mother gathered at my house
this past week to pray. In their own
languages, both were offering their heart on behalf of their children. Praying for protection, strength, and
guidance.
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| Ma and Ma after preparing corn fufu and njamajama |
During this project
of promoting exclusive breastfeeding through an audio program I have interacted
with many mothers. I’ve heard stories of
women losing their husbands to death and alcoholism and display unwavering
strength to provide for their children. It
continues to remind me of the strength of the bond between mother and the child
that, although manifests differently in various cultures, is nonetheless
invincible.
And it reminds me of my own
mother and the power of her love and prayers that enables her to support and visit me multiple times in Cameroon and join in the adventures.
God could not be everywhere and therefore He made mothers
Jewish Proverb
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