[November 5, 2024] I ran screaming to my Mom, blood running down my arms and legs. I was maybe seven or eight and had fallen, scraping both elbows and knees and my forehead. I’d hit the ground hard after stumbling over my own feet and landing in gravel on a local hard-pack dirt road. The memory makes me winch today as I think about that painful episode.
My Mom was about as compassionate as any mother in those early years. She hummed a soothing tune as she picked out bits of stone, rinsed my wounds with soap and water, and then applied copious amounts of merthiolate, a mercury-based disinfectant. She hugged me and said, “Be more careful. Play outside until supper time.” This was her way of pushing me out of the nest.
My Mom was aware of the real world, so she knew about its tragedies and evils. If you are a mother worth her salt, you will push your children out into the world, knowing they will be harmed. That’s what you do for them. If you are awake as a mother, you know that to be true. Yet, you also know that it will be worth it if your children live a proper life. Then you try to make that happen.
I don’t know for sure, but I’m sure my Mom asked herself whether it was the right thing to do, to bring a life into this world. Most women ask themselves that very question. My mother made the right decision and in doing so, she acted with extraordinary courage and resolve, the very traits of a selfless, loyal, honorable woman. I only wish I knew her better.
The strong mother, like my mother, is the one who tells their kids to “get out there and take your lumps; you can handle it.” In turn, the children offer themselves to the world so completely that any betrayal, torture, or death does not break their faith in the world. This is an ancient story we have documented as far back as written records. That is the model for the honorable person.
My Mom would bandage many scraped elbows and knees, hold me with blood gushing from my foot after stepping on a broken Coke bottle, or sing gently to me as I whaled in pain from a broken arm or crushed elbow. This is the story of the sacrificial mother, an ancient story that propels us forward. I always knew that my mother would be there for me, always.
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Sir, surprised me with this post. Definitely worth reading and thinking about. I have more respect for my mother now.
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Mahar, I’m new to Gen. Satterfield’s blog but happy my search engine took me here a few days ago. Perfect timing for the US Presidential election. I now get to see what senior leaders look at when doing an analysis of a problem. In this case, VP Harris was a WOKE problem that infiltrated the American Mind. Let’s now hope that we hit the peak of WOKE and folks are starting to see it be ideology as an abject failure. Now we can begin the healing process and get on with making American great again.
This blog by Gen. Satterfield is much more important than most of us realize.
“The Story of a Mother’s Sacrifice “
https://lessonsfromhome.co/the-story-of-a-mothers-sacrifice/
….. a good read.
Indeed. The Story of a Mother — The story of the mother’s sacrifice in 1 Kings 3 begins with an encounter between Solomon and God. Solomon had recently ascended to the throne and when God asked what he wanted, he chose wisdom. The story of the two mothers is often used to depict the wisdom of Solomon. I highly recommend this story because it tells us of the good mother, one willing to sacrifice for her child. In this case, the mother with the live child is willing to give him up rather than having him split in two. The Bible is more brilliant than any of us will ever know.
A very ancient story and one that resonates today, more than ever.
Let’s dedicate today to P’NUT the squirrel and FRED the raccoon, who were kidnapped by the state of New York because of a loony toon from Texas who was mad because these two animals had more social media followings. Both animals were executed to satisfy the state Democrat bureaucracy. This is where we are in America when the state can come into your home with a SWAT team and take your pets and execute them. This is Kamala’s world. Get used to it if she is elected today. If you think Joey Biden is a terrible president, Kamala says “Hold my beer!”
Gen. Satterfield, looks like you grew up like most of the rest of us grew up. Parents say ‘ get out of the house and go play with your friends.’ Then smartphones hit the market so it’s now to easy for parents to just let their children play on their phones in their room. This is not a positive development and partly explains IMHO the growth of fat, out-of-shape minions who can’t think critically or creatively. Today, Gen Z is the worst generation that’s been protected far too much.
Yep. Makes me happy I was born before 1980.
Just in time article. Liberals like those voting today for Kamala were never pushed out of the nest. They still are there. Vote and vote TRUMP 2024.
Good point, Jamie. We have a weak generation that wants to be taken care of and all the freebies our government can hand out to them.
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Dog Man, this is the generation of participation trophies, the live in your mommy’s basement ‘til you’re 40, the no responsibility group where consequences for your bad decisions don’t exist, the green-haired, nose-ring, fat, smelly, liberal white woman is triggered if you even look at her. This is the core of the Democrat Party. We’ve too long pampered these folks, not pushing them out into the world where they were forced to sink or swim. If Queen Kamala wins the presidency today, expect this weak group of pansies to run the government because Kamala will only be a figurehead, just like dementia Joe.
Gen. Satterfield is being subtle with this article and upfront, at the same time. Two important messages. First, kids need to be pushed to learn and be independent. Second, people who haven’t been pushed out of the family nest turn into progressive leftists who provide little value to society.