Season 3, Episode 19 - "Special Pre-Mother's Day Celebration"

Playlist:“I’ll Always Love My Mama” – The Intruders“When I Rose This Morning” – The Mississippi Mass Choir“I Can Go to God in Prayer” – Pastor Daniel X. Smith and The New St. Matthew Inspirational Chorale“Praise the Lord I’m Free” – Liz Yancey“If It Had Not Been” – Helen Baylor“Trust in The Lord” – The Williams Brothers“Peace Be Still” – Vanessa Bell Armstrong“#1 Girl (Mama)” – Wes“Hello Mother” – The Canton Spirituals Her Hands·        By Maggie PittmanPoem About All A Mother DoesHer hands held me gently from the day I took my first breath. Her hands helped to guide me as I took my first step. Her hands held me close when the tears would start to fall. Her hands were quick to show me that she would take care of it all.Her hands were there to brush my hair, or straighten a wayward bow. Her hands were often there to comfort the hurts that didn't always show. Her hands helped hold the stars in place, and encouraged me to reach. Her hands would clap and cheer and praise when I captured them at length.  Her hands would also push me, though not down or in harm's way. Her hands would punctuate the words, just do what I say. Her hands sometimes had to discipline, to help bend this young tree. Her hands would shape and mold me into all she knew I could be.  Her hands are now twisting with age and years of work, Her hand now needs my gentle touch to rub away the hurt. Her hands are more beautiful than anything can be. Her hands are the reason I am me.    Mommy·        By Gail M. RussellburgI Love You Mommy PoemMommy, I love you More than you see. You have always been there When I needed you to be.I know I don't show How great my love is, But I need you to know All the love of you I have to give.  I wish there was more For you I could do, But all I can say Is how much I love you.  It is deeper than the oceans, Higher than the sun. I could shout it forever And still not be done.  Your smile is a keepsake. I keep close to my heart That I open up and treasure When we are apart.   How Grateful I Would Be To Have Just One More Day·         By Kathy J. ParenteauMissing MotherIf I could have just one more day and wishes did come true, I'd spend every glorious moment side by side with you.  Recalling all the years we shared and memories we made, how grateful I would be to have just one more day. Where the tears I've shed are not in vain and only fall in bliss. So many things I'd let you know about the days you've missed. I wouldn't have to make pretend you never went away. How grateful I would be to have just one more day. When that day cam