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Today, I am posting a poem by Hilma E. Willis.  The poem was published many years ago on August 23 by The Journal Leader in Caldwell, OH.  It was written for Mother’s Day.  The title:  White Carnation.
Mother’s Day with special meaning
Brought to mind the tears she shed,
Hasty words so often spoken,
Loving phrases left unsaid.
On her dress a white carnation
Pure white ribbon on its stem,
Faced the group that sat before her
As she quietly said to them–
Mothers are one-time possessions,
Not because they are few,
But because in all their numbers
Only one belongs to you.
Mothers love us, serve, and teach us
As they help our lives begin;
Nurse each illness, share each sorrow,
And rejoice if we win.
Mothers try their best to guide us
And start our steps aright,
Keeping watchful eyes upon us
As we test our wings for flight.
Mothers pray for us in secret,
Keep our names  before the Lord
And will even go on loving
If neglect is their reward.
Though they seldom speak to others
Of the family hurts that burn,
Each one longs to hear “I Love You”
From the child of her concern.
If you have a mother living
And you love her, tell her so–
Tell her now and tell her often
As the seasons come and go.
Little slights and silent absence,
Thoughtlessness upon your part,
May not change her deep devotion,
But will cause her pain at heart.
You can lessen anxious moments–
If you implement this plan–
Take the time for little visits;
In a hurry, just say “Hi”;
Give a hug and say “I Love You”;
For no reason, just stop by.
Sometimes send a simple letter
Or a postcard if you will–
Do not let her box stay empty
Or her telephone be still.
As you wear a red carnation
Love of mother to convey,
Know that thoughtful words and actions
Give her joy any day.
Life is short and passes quickly,
Sorrows happen overnight–
In a flash, a red carnation
May be changed to one of white.

     It is a daunting task to be king!  Solomon followed his father David on the throne of Israel.  David was one of the greatest kings to ever occupy the throne of Israel.  Solomon must walk in David’s shadow. 
     In Gibeon, the LORD appeared to Solomon in a dream and said, “Ask what I shall give thee” (I Kings 3:5).  In humility, Solomon requested wisdom to rule the people of Israel (I Kings 3:9).  God was pleased with this request and granted Solomon wisdom and understanding.
     An example of Solomon’s wisdom is found in I Kings 3:16-28.  Two harlots came before Solomon with a dramatic problem.  The women lived in the same house and shared the same sleeping quarters.  During one night, one of the women rolled over on her infant son and suffocated him and he died.  In her desperation, she switched her dead son for the living son of the other woman.  When the other woman awoke, she immediately realized what had happened.  Both women claimed the living child and so the matter was brought before Solomon to discern who was the real mother of the living child.
     Solomon called for a sword.  The presence of the sword creates fear and produces a threat.  Solomon commands that the living child be divided into two halves and that each woman be given a half.  This command meant certain death to the child.
     The true mother of the living child could not bear the thought of his life being taken.  She relinquishes her right to the child in order for him to live.
    The false mother had no real love for the living child and agreed that it should be divided among them. 
     Solomon immediately recognized who the true mother was and awarded the living child to its rightful mother.  All ended well.
     This story is not just about Solomon’s wisdom.  It is about a mother’s love.  A mother’s love is not easy to define.  It is deep, rich and in some ways a mystery.  Both of these mother’s loved their own children.  The mother who lost her child by her own negligence had to be overcome with a tremendous sense of loss.  Her loss leads to her desperation.  She takes another woman’s son, not beause she loved the child, but because she attempted to recover her own loss and fill the void of the pain caused by her own negligence.  That pain must have been great.  It reveals her love for her own son.  However, desperation is not love.  In the end she is bitter and void of love.  You cannot overcome the pain of real loss by being unloving.  You must love again.
     The true mother in this story possesses all the instincts and love of motherhood.  She knows her child and she loves him deeply.  Her love is illuminated by her willingness to sacrifice a lifetime of joys with her son in order to protect his life!  She was willing to make the supreme sacrifice of her own happiness, over a lifetime, with the child, in order to save his life.  She faced an overwhelming sense of loss but she was willing to feel such pain for the sake of the life of her child.  In this way, she preserved love for her son.  She could live with the sacrifice knowing that her son lived. 
     The two mothers can easily be contrasted.  The false mother endured an unwilling loss that led to desperation.  The true mother was willing  to endure a sacrifice that magnifed her love for her child. Such sacrifice would be rare, but, how else could you define a mother’s love?