Attributes of a Great Mother
Chris Walls
Luke 1:26-38, 46-55
Introduction
''What do you DO all day?''
A young woman was renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk's Office, when asked by the woman recorder to state her ''occupation.'' Emily hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.
''What I mean is,'' explained the recorder, ''Do you have a job, or are you just a...?''
The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient, and possessed of a high-sounding title, like ''Official Interrogator'' or ''Town Registrar.''
''And what is your occupation?'' she probed.
With that the young mother popped out with, ''I'm...a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations.'' The clerk paused, ballpoint pen frozen in mid-air, and looked up as though she had not heard right. She repeated the title slowly, emphasizing the most significant words. Then she stared with wonder as her pompous pronouncement was written in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.
''Might I ask,'' said the clerk with new interest, ''just what you do in your field?''
Coolly, without any trace of fluster in her voice, she heard herself reply, ''I Have a continuing program of research [what mother doesn't] in the laboratory and in the field [normally I would have said indoors and out]. I'm working for my Masters [the whole darned family] and already have four credits [all Daughters]. Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities [any mother care to disagree?] and I often work 14 hours a day [24 is more like it]. But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers and the rewards are in satisfaction rather than just money.'' There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered the young women to the door.
As she drove into her driveway buoyed up by her glamorous new career, her lab assistants greeted her---age 13, 7, and 3. And u ...
Chris Walls
Luke 1:26-38, 46-55
Introduction
''What do you DO all day?''
A young woman was renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk's Office, when asked by the woman recorder to state her ''occupation.'' Emily hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.
''What I mean is,'' explained the recorder, ''Do you have a job, or are you just a...?''
The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient, and possessed of a high-sounding title, like ''Official Interrogator'' or ''Town Registrar.''
''And what is your occupation?'' she probed.
With that the young mother popped out with, ''I'm...a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations.'' The clerk paused, ballpoint pen frozen in mid-air, and looked up as though she had not heard right. She repeated the title slowly, emphasizing the most significant words. Then she stared with wonder as her pompous pronouncement was written in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.
''Might I ask,'' said the clerk with new interest, ''just what you do in your field?''
Coolly, without any trace of fluster in her voice, she heard herself reply, ''I Have a continuing program of research [what mother doesn't] in the laboratory and in the field [normally I would have said indoors and out]. I'm working for my Masters [the whole darned family] and already have four credits [all Daughters]. Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities [any mother care to disagree?] and I often work 14 hours a day [24 is more like it]. But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers and the rewards are in satisfaction rather than just money.'' There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered the young women to the door.
As she drove into her driveway buoyed up by her glamorous new career, her lab assistants greeted her---age 13, 7, and 3. And u ...
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