For Mother’s Day

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When the good Lord created mothers He was in His sixth day of overtime, when an angel appeared and said,… “You’re doing a lot of fiddling around on this one.”

The Lord said,… “Have you read the specs on this order?” She has to be:

  • Completely washable,…but not plastic;
  • Have 180 movable parts,..all replaceable;
  • Run on black coffee and leftovers;
  • Have a lap that dissapears when she stands up;
  • Have a kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a broken heart; and…
  • She must have six pairs of hands.

The angel shook her head slowly and said,…”Six pairs of hands?…No way”.

“It’s not the hands that are causing me problems,” said the Lord… “It’s the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have.”

“That’s on the standard model?”…asked the angel.

The Lord nodded…”yes”. “One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, ‘What are you kids doing in there?’…and she already knows. Another pair in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn’t,…but what she has to know. And of course the ones here in the front that look at a child when he goofs up and says, ‘I understand and I love you,’… without so much as uttering a single word.”

“Lord”, said the angel, touching his sleeve gently, “go to bed, get some rest. Tomorrow you can….”

“I can’t,” said the Lord, “I’m so close to creating something close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself whe she is sick…can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger…and can get a nine year old to stand under a shower.”

The angel circled the model of the mother very slowly. “It’s too soft”, she sighed.

“But tough!” said the Lord, excitedly. “You cannot imagine what this mother can do and endure.”

“Can it think?”…asked the angel.

“Not only can it think, but it can reason and compromise.”…said the Creator.

Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the model of the mother. “There’s a leak,” she pronounced. “I told you that you were trying to put much into this model.”

“It’s not a leak,” said the Lord. “It’s a tear.”

“What’s it for?”…asked the angel.

“The specs say it’s for joy, sadness, dissappointment, pain, loneliness and pride.”

“You are a genius,” said the angel.

The Lord, looking somber and confused, replied, “I didn’t put it there.”

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