My Mother’s Decision Saved My Life

As we honor our mothers it’s respectable for us to think about how much they really do for us. And let me just throw this in from the start, being a mother is not an easy task. It is said that when a child has reaches the age of 18, a mother has put in about 18,000 hours of child-generated work, so being a mother is not an easy task and for that along we say thank you.

Our text today has to do with two mothers, the wisdom of one mother and the love of a true mother. And if we were to look closely we will see that the three needs to go hand-in-hand.

The record is that God appears to King Solomon in a dream in 1st Kings 3:5. And in this dream God gives Solomon something that he doesn’t give most people because most people can’t handle the stuff that they have right now. God gives Solomon a blank check.

And out of all of the things that Solomon could have asked for like a new car, a bigger house, a better bank account, some new lien, diamond, gold, or even pearls. None of these things that did Solomon ask for. But instead the one thing Solomon did ask for, he said Give therefore thy servant an understanding heart to judge thy people, that I may discern between good and bad: for who is able to judge this thy so great a people? The Greek word for understanding is Sha-maw which means to discern, distinguish, differentiate or to have wisdom and I believe that he knew that he was going to need wisdom as a king to help deal with God’s people.

After endorsing the blank check, God then cashed Solomon check and granted him his request, because again, he could’ve asked for riches and long life. He could’ve asked for victory over his enemies. But because God seen his heart, God gave him those things as well and much more, because we serve a God that will supply all of your needs and some of your wants.

Now it’s a good thing that he ask for wisdom because Solomon’s need for Divine wisdom is about to be put to the test, and what you are about to see about is in these verses is Solomon need for some wisdom?

In our story, we find one Mother who was cruel, selfish and heartless. It is said that during the night, she had laid on her newborn child, and it died.

The record is that in the wee hours of the night she took her dead child, and when she noticed that her child was not moving she then replaced her child with her room-mate’s living child hoping she wouldn‘t notice the difference. This was a thoughtless, cruel, and it was a selfish thing to do. But the one thing that I have learned about a mother is, you can’t fool a mother about their children.

Mothers know when their children are lying, and they know when they are telling the truth. They may not ever address the issue but a mother knows. In fact when some of my siblings would be lying to my mother and at times she wouldn’t even open her mouth but she would make this sound that would pierce you heart she would go omt, and everybody knew what omt meant, because mothers knows. Mother’s know when their children are bad and when they are being good, when they are trying to be sneaky and sly.

And no matter how bad their child is a mother loves that child to the bitter end. Because even though they know that their child has act up in school, that’s still her baby. They know when the police has caught them stealing at the corner store and they go down to bail them out of jail, yeah they might be mad for the moment but that’s still her baby.

Reason being is because after all of the labor pain, after all of the morning sickness, the swelling and feet, back pain, chest pain, food craving, hurting through the night, and after all of the doctor appointments of being poked and prodded their remember the bond that was formed while they were in the womb, a mother know her child.

Look at what happen. In the late hours of the night the mother who laid on her child and smothered her child decided that she would switch the babies and she thought that the mother wouldn’t know the differences.

But when momma woke up and when she examined the child, she immediately knew it wasn’t hers. You can’t fool a mother. It was something about the touch, it was something about the smell, it was something about the examination of this child that the mother recognized, identified, and distinguished that this is not my child.