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Blessed Among Women: God's Gift of Motherhood
Blessed Among Women: God's Gift of Motherhood
Blessed Among Women: God's Gift of Motherhood
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Combine true-life stories, mix in some classic and contemporary poems, add simple wisdom and reflections from God's Word, embellish with inspirational quotes and just a touch of humor, then present in an elegant two-color interior design, and what you have is this unique gift book, Blessed Among Women. The material is divided into six sections including "The Joy of a Baby" and "Letting Your Child Go," covering the various phases of motherhood.

With heartfelt expressions of joy and gratitude and beautiful packaging, Blessed Among Women is the perfect way for sons, daughters, other family members, and friends to honor a woman on Mother's Day-or any day of the year.  The dedication page provides space for gift givers to write their own personal tributes to a mother for her love and contributions in the lives of her children.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherThomas Nelson
Release dateApr 15, 2007
ISBN9781418560676
Blessed Among Women: God's Gift of Motherhood

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    Blessed Among Women - Thomas Nelson

    A Gift For:

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    BLESSED

    AMONG WOMEN

    GOD’S GIFTS TO MOTHERS

    BlessedAmomgWomenFinInt_0003_001

    Copyright © 2007 by Thomas Nelson Publishers

    All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means—electronic, mechanical, photocopy, recording or any other— except for brief quotations in printed reviews, without the prior written permission of the publisher.

    Published in Nashville, Tennessee, by Thomas Nelson, Inc.

    Unless otherwise indicated, Scripture quotations used in this book are from The New King James Version.

    Copyright © 1979, 1980, 1982. Thomas Nelson, Inc.

    Scripture quotations marked ncv are taken from The Holy Bible, New Century Version, copyright © 1987, 1988, 1991 by Word Publishing, Dallas, Texas, 75039. Used by permission.

    Scripture quotations marked niv are taken from the Holy Bible, New International Version®.

    Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society.

    Used by permission of Zondervan Publishing House. All rights reserved.

    Scripture quotations marked nlt are taken from the Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, Inc., Wheaton, Illinois 60189. All rights reserved.

    Scripture quotations marked the message are taken from The Message, copyright © by Eugene H. Peterson, 1993, 1994, 1995, 1996.

    Used by permission of NavPress Publishing Group.

    Cover Designed by Brand Navigation, DeAnna Pierce

    Interior Designed by Greg Jackson, Thinkpen Design, LLC

    ISBN 10: 1-59145-551-0

    ISBN 13: 978-1-59145-551-6

    Printed in the United States of America

    Table of Contents

    The Gift of a Child

    A Walk in the Park Patricia Lorenz

    Count Your Blessings

    Mommy to You Both P. Jeanne Davis

    From Children by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

    Spring Portraits Heather Lynn Ivester

    God’s Promises for Celebrating Our Kids

    The Gift of Love

    The Other Mother Michele Starkey

    Love Divine

    How I Spent My Summer Vacation Patricia Lorenz

    Gifts from My Baby Stephanie Welcher Thompson

    God’s Promises for Loving Our Kids

    The Gift of Wisdom

    The Harvest Karen Majoris Garrison

    Tricks of the Trade

    My Mother’s Wisdom Amy Shore

    Smarty Pants

    The Walking Stick Elece Hollis

    God’s Promises for Finding Wisdom

    The Gift of Strength

    Clothes Closet Capers Patricia Lorenz

    Energy Boost

    A Thankful Heart Nanette Thorsen-Snipes

    A Knowing Friend Louise Tucker Jones

    God’s Promises for Strength

    The Gift of Peace When There Are Trials

    A Daily Dose of Miracles Louise Tucker Jones

    From Love Speaks by Ida M. Folsom

    My Prodigal Son Nanette Thorsen-Snipes

    Cry Out

    God’s Promises for Enduring Trials

    The Gift of Letting Go at the Right Time

    Put Your Worry Alarm on Snooze Margaret Lang

    School Days Nancy B. Gibbs

    Taking Responsibility

    I Couldn’t Let Go of My Children, So They Let Go of Me Joan Clayton

    Road Curves: Empty Nest Ahead Lydia E. Harris

    God’s Promises for Letting Go

    The Gift of a Grandchild

    The Gift of My Granddaughter Barbara Bradley

    Good Days Ahead

    Grateful Grandma Gushing Robin Ehrlichman Woods

    Passing the Torch

    God’s Promises for New Beginnings

    Acknowledgments

    Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the child you will bear!

    LUKE 1 : 42B NIV

    THE GIFT OF A CHILD

    The tiny fingers, the button toes, the downy, sweet-smelling hair and precious first words—a baby is indeed a wonderful gift. And children are no less a gift as they get older, begin to show more of their unique personalities, and set off to explore the world around them.

    The only way to handle these precious gifts is to savor them—laughing together, exchanging hugs and kisses, and playing with our kids. Squeeze the life out of every moment. Enjoy your kids and pray prayers of gratitude for God’s amazing gift.

    WHEN YOU LOOK AT YOUR LIFE, THE GREATEST HAPPINESSES ARE FAMILY HAPPINESSES.

    JOYCE BROTHERS

    A Walk in the Park

    PATRICIA LORENZ

    I remember it as if it happened this morning, even though it was quite a few years ago. A simple thing, really—just a walk with my three-year-old. But I also remember the struggles I was feeling, the gloomy mood I was in, and the dozens upon dozens of things I had to do that day. I definitely did not want to go for a walk.

    But it was the first really warm spring day after a long, bitter-cold Wisconsin winter, and Andrew begged me to walk with him to the park. I gave in. It would tire him out and then he would take a nice, long nap, and I could finally get some things done, I reasoned.

    Andrew scampered out the door. I practically had to jog to keep up with him. I grumbled for him to slow down, wondering if this walk was a good idea after all.

    When we reached the park he squealed, Let’s climb up that hill!

    I stalled. Andrew, there are too many tall weeds.

    There’s a path! He was halfway up before I could protest again. At the top he started an immediate descent, undaunted by the fact that his three-year-old legs couldn’t quite keep up with the steep grade. Before I could caution him toward a slower pace, he’d fallen facedown into the grass, then rolled the length of the hill. I expected tears and loud wails.

    Instead I heard, Hey, Jill, I went up to get a pail of water and I fell down and broke my crown! His laughter was contagious.

    Next he talked me into taking the path into the woods along a small, meandering creek. We walked in silence for awhile, stepping on dry twigs and autumn’s leftover brown leaves. He stopped cold. Gretel, I think we’re lost. Did you bring any bread crumbs to drop on the path? What if the wicked witch gets us?

    I tried to keep from laughing as I kept up the drama. Oh, Hansel, the birds ate all the bread crumbs. You’ll have to take care of that witch if we meet her.

    We came to the footbridge that spanned the creek. Andrew walked across and back again, then scampered down on the bank underneath the bridge. Mommy, walk across the bridge.

    I obeyed, wondering what he was up to now. All at once came a little voice trying to sound mean and ornery. Who’s that tramping on my bridge?

    I followed my cue, It’s just the littlest Billy goat gruff. Don’t eat me up! My bigger brother is coming next.

    Walking home,

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