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Sunday Musings of the Spirit: A Message for the Discouraged Mom

Happy Mother's DayWhat an emotionally-laden day this can be.  Some women pine to be mothers and are not; others feel inadequate in their role.  If you have ever been a discouraged mom, please watch this video:


For those of you who may not be mothers yet, perhaps these words by Julie B. Beck might be of comfort: 

"Female roles did not begin on earth, and they do not end here. A woman who treasures motherhood on earth will treasure motherhood in the world to come, and “where [her] treasure is, there will [her] heart be also” (Matt. 6:21). By developing a mother heart, each girl and woman prepares for her divine, eternal mission of motherhood.

"In my experience I have seen that some of the truest mother hearts beat in the breasts of women who will not rear their own children in this life, but they know that “all things must come to pass in their time” and that they “are laying the foundation of a great work” (D&C 64:32–33). As they keep their covenants, they are investing in a grand, prestigious future because they know that “they who keep their second estate shall have glory added upon their heads for ever and ever” (Abr. 3:26)."

Thanks for moms everywhere, and for those with mother hearts.


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