March 2005 brings with it both Mother’s Day and Easter. This month we include some humour for Mother’s Day and a thought from one of the most famous Mothers, Mary the Mother of Jesus.

My name is…..
A teacher had just given her second-grade class a lesson on magnets. Now came the question session, and she asked a little boy, ‘My name starts with an M and I pick up things. What am I?” the boy replied instantly, “A mother.”

Not on Mother’s Day
After dinner on Mother’s Day a mother was washing the dishes when her teenage daughter wandered into the kitchen. Horrified to see her mother at the sink, she exclaimed, “Oh, Mama, you shouldn’t have to do the dishes on Mother’s day.” The mother was touched by this apparent thoughtfulness and was about to take off her apron and give it to her daughter when the daughter added, “They’ll keep till tomorrow.”

Mary’s Lament
Jane Amey
Broken, battered, bleeding, cursed,
He the babe that once I nursed.
Flattened pride and tortured grief,
Tears that spill without relief.
Silent, screaming, tearing heart;
Who’d have dreamt this from the start?
Hanging there beside a thief
Agony beyond belief.
Pain contorts his godly face,
The Son of Man dies for his race.