I arrived at our church early one weekday morning for a meeting. At the same time, a woman was getting out of her car headed for the church building. She was holding a toddler with each arm, heading for the pre-school.
I walked ahead of her to open the door to the building and asked her, “How do you do it, carrying two children?”
She smiled and said, “Mommy muscles.” I have thought about her answer for days. Mommy muscles. There is something to that.
Several years ago, Bruce Springsteen was inducted into the Roll and Roll Hall of Fame. He gave a speech that night. In the speech he thanked his mother, who was in the audience that night.
He talked about her going out and getting a loan, back when he was sixteen years old, to buy Bruce his first guitar. He said, “Mom, your investment has paid off.” Mommy muscles.
A police recruit was asked a question during an exam, “What would you do if you had to arrest your own mother?” He answered, “I would call for backup.”
The great American writer and thinker, Ralph Waldo Emerson, once said, "Men are what their mothers make them."
Abraham Lincoln once said, "All that I am or hope to be I owe to my angel mother."
I know that today is not a special holiday to honor mothers, but even so, let’s thank God for mommy muscles. They really make a difference.
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