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A Mother's Tear

When God was
creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of
"overtime" when an angel appeared and
said, "You're doing a lot of fiddling
around on this one."
And God said, "Have you read the
specifications on this order? She has to be
completely washable, but not plastic. Have 180
moveable parts....all replaceable. Run on black
coffee and leftovers. Have a lap that disappears
when she stands up. A kiss that can cure
anything from a broken leg to a disappointed
love affair. And, six pairs of hands." The
angel shook her head slowly and said "Six
pairs of hands....no way."
"It's not the hands that are causing me
problems," said God, "It's the three
pairs of eyes that mothers have to have.
"That's on the standard model?" asked
the angel.
God nodded. "One pair that sees through
closed doors when she asks, 'What are you kids
doing in there?' when she already knows. Another
here in the back of her head that sees what she
shouldn't but what she has to know, and of
course, the ones here in front that can look at
a child when he goofs up and say, 'I understand
and I love you', without so much as uttering a
word."
"You should scrap it and start over."
said the angel.
"I can't," said God, "I'm so
close to creating something so close to myself.
Already I have one who heals herself when she is
sick...can feed a family of six on one pound of
hamburger...and can get a nine-year-old to stand
under a shower."
The angel circled the model of a mother very
slowly.
"It's too soft," she sighed.
"But tough," said God excitedly.
"You cannot imagine what this mother can do
or endure."
"Can it think?" asked the angel.
"Not only think, but it can reason and
compromise."
said the Creator.
Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger
across the cheek. "There's a leak!"
she pronounced. "I told you you're trying
too put too much into this model."
"It's not a leak" said God "it's
a tear."
"What's it for?" asked the angel.
"It's for joy, sadness, disappointment,
pain, loneliness, and pride."
"You are a genius!" said the angel.
God looked somber and said softly ......"I
didn't put it there."
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