A mother looked at his child, and the boy could see the memories flashing through her mind.
She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote:
For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me: No Charge.
For all the nights that I've sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you: No Charge.
For all the trying times, and all the tears that you've caused through the years: No Charge.
For all the nights filled with dread, and for the worries I knew were ahead: No Charge.
For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose: No Charge.
When you add it up, the cost of my love is: No Charge.
When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he looked straight up at his mother and said, "Mom, I sure do love you."
And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote: "PAID IN FULL".
A Mother's love is somethingthat no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what mayFor nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgivingwhen all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falterseven though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believingwhen the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beautyof the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secretlike the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracleman cannot understand
And another wondrous evidenceof God's tender guiding hand.
How True It Is That Of All The Debts In The World,
The One That Can Never Be Repaid Is The One You Owe To Your Mother.
You Can Never Repay The Love, Care And Time Your Mother Gave To Bring You Up.
You Are A Part Of Her Flesh And Blood; Don't Forget This, Because She Never Ever Forgets It.
And We have enjoined on man (to be dutiful and good) to his parents.
His mother bore him in weakness and hardship upon weakness and hardship,
and his weaning is in two years give thanks to Me and to your parents,
unto Me is the final destination. ( Luqman, Chapter #31, Verse #14)
And We have enjoined on man to be dutiful and kind to his parents.
His mother bears him with hardship and she brings him forth with hardship,
and the bearing of him, and the weaning of him is thirty (30) months,
till when he attains full strength and reaches forty years,
he says: "My Lord! Grant me the power and ability
that I may be grateful for Your Favour which You have bestowed
upon me and upon my parents, and that I may do righteous good deeds,
such as please You, and make my off-spring good.
Truly, I have turned to You in repentance,
and truly, I am one of the Muslims (submitting to Your Will)." ( Al-Ahqaf, Chapter #46, Verse #15)
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