Parables about mother's love. Parables about mothers

Parable about mother and son “Counting” for the “small and insatiable”, for those who, in a selfish impulse, have lost count...

Bruno Ferrero "Score"

One evening, when my mother was busy in the kitchen, her eleven-year-old son approached her with a piece of paper in his hands. Putting on an official air, the boy handed the piece of paper to his mother.
Wiping her hands on her apron, my mother began to read:

Invoice for my work:
For sweeping the yard - 5 liras.
For cleaning my room - 10 liras.
For the purchase of milk - 1 lira.
Babysitting your sister (three times) - 15 liras.
For receiving the highest grade twice - 10 liras.
For taking out the trash every evening - 7 liras.
Total - 48 liras.

Having finished reading, the mother looked tenderly at her son, took the pen and back side sheeta wrote:
For carrying you in her womb for 9 months - 0 lira.
For all the nights I spent near your crib when you were sick - 0 lira.
For all those hours when she calmed and amused you so that you would not be sad - 0 lira.
For all those tears that I wiped from your eyes - 0 lira.
For everything I taught you every day - 0 lira.
For all breakfasts, lunches, dinners and sandwiches at school - 0 lira.
For the life that I dedicate to you every day - 0 lira.
Total - 0 lira.

Having finished writing, the mother, smiling tenderly, handed the piece of paper to her son. The boy carefully read what was written, and two huge tears rolled down his cheeks.
He turned the sheet over and wrote on his account: “Paid,” then he grabbed his mother’s neck and leaned against her, hiding his face.

Parable about a real mother

- Hello, is this the lost and found office? – asked a child’s voice.

- Yes baby. Have you lost something?

- I lost my mother. Isn't it with you?

– What kind of mother is she?

- She is beautiful and kind. And she also loves cats very much.

– Yes, just yesterday we found one mother, maybe it’s yours. Where are you calling from?

- From orphanage №3.

- Okay, we will send your mother to you in Orphanage. Wait.

She entered his room, the most beautiful and kindest, and in her hands was a real live cat.

- Mother! – the baby shouted and rushed to her. He hugged her with such force that his fingers turned white. - My mommy!!!

…. Artem woke up from his own scream. He had such dreams
almost every night. He put his hand under the pillow and pulled out
photo of a girl. He found this photo a year ago on the street during
walks. Now he always kept it under his pillow and believed that
this is his mother. In the darkness, Artyom peered at her for a long time. Beautiful face And
fell asleep unnoticed...

In the morning, the head of the orphanage, Angelina Ivanovna, as usual, made the rounds
rooms with pupils to wish everyone good morning and stroke
each baby on the head. On the floor near Artyomka's crib she saw
a photograph that fell from his hands at night. Picking her up, Angelina
Ivanovna asked the boy:

– Artemushka, where did you get this photo?

- Found it on the street.

- And who is it?

The manager immediately recognized this girl. The first time she came to the nursery
house last year with a group of volunteers. Probably then I lost it here
your photo. Since then, this girl has often visited the thresholds of various
institutions in the hope of obtaining permission to adopt a child. But on
According to local bureaucrats, it had one significant drawback: it
was not married.

“Well,” said Angelina Ivanovna, “since she is your mother, then this completely changes things.”

Entering her office, she sat down at the table and began to wait. Half an hour later there was a timid knock on the door:

– Can I come to you, Angelina Ivanovna? – And the same girl from the photograph appeared at the door.

- Yes, come in, Alina.

The girl entered the office and placed a thick folder with documents in front of the manager.

“Here,” she said, “I collected everything.”

- Okay, Alina. I have to ask a few more questions, right?
it’s supposed to, you know... Do you realize what responsibility you take on?
After all, a child is not about playing for two hours, it is about life.

“I understand everything,” Alina exhaled, “I just can’t live in peace, knowing that someone really needs me.”

“Okay,” the manager agreed, “when do you want to see the children?”

“I won’t look at them, I’ll take any child you offer,” Alina said, looking the manager straight in the eye.

Angelina Ivanovna raised her eyebrows in surprise.

“You see,” Alina began to explain hesitantly, “after all, real
parents don’t choose their child... they don’t know in advance what kind of child he will be
will be born... beautiful or ugly, healthy or sick... They love him
the way he is. I also want to be a real mother.

“This is the first time I’ve met such an adoptive parent,” Angelina Ivanovna smiled, “
however, I already know whose mother you will become. His name is Artem, he is 5 years old,
his own mother abandoned him in the maternity hospital. I'll bring him now if
you are ready.

The manager left and returned 5 minutes later, leading the little boy by the hand.

“Artemochka,” Angelina Ivanovna began, “meet this...

- Mother! – Artyom shouted. He rushed to Alina and grabbed her so that his fingers turned white. - My mommy!

Alina stroked his tiny back and whispered:

- Son, son... I'm with you..

She looked up at the manager and asked:

– When can I pick up my son?

– Usually parents and children gradually get used to each other, first
they communicate here, then they take them away for the weekend, and then for good, if everything is fine
ok.

“I’ll take Artyom right away,” Alina said firmly.

“Okay,” the manager waved her hand, “tomorrow...
Artem was
just happy. He held his mother's hand and was afraid to let her go even
for a second. Teachers and nannies were fussing around... some were collecting him
things, others simply stood aside and wiped their eyes with handkerchiefs.
- Artemushka, goodbye. Come visit us,” Angelina Ivanovna said goodbye to him.
“Goodbye, I’ll come,” Artem answered.
When they said goodbye to everyone and went outside, he finally decided to ask his new mother the most important question:
- Mom... do you like cats?
“I love it, I have two of them at home,” Alina laughed, gently squeezing her tiny palm in her hand.
Artem smiled happily and walked towards his home.
Angeli na Ivanovna looked out the window after Alina and Artemka were leaving. Then she sat down at her desk and started calling somewhere.
-
Hello, Heavenly Office? Please accept your application. Client name:
Alina Smirnova. Category of merit: the highest, gave happiness to a child...
send everything that is due in such cases: boundless happiness,
mutual love, good luck in everything, etc... Well, of course, ideal
a man, she is not married... Yes, I understand that there are few of them left, there is a shortage,
but this is an exceptional case. Yes, and endless cash flow is not
forget it, she will need it very much... the baby must eat well... That's all
sent? Thank you.
The courtyard of the orphanage was filled with soft sunny
light and joyful children's cries. The manager hung up and
went to the window. She loved to stand for a long time and look at her babies,
spreading huge snow-white wings behind his back...

Parable about Mother Guardian Angel

(parable of conversation with God about mother)

“The day before his birth, the child asked God: “They say that tomorrow I will be sent to Earth. How will I live there, because I am so small and defenseless?
God replied: “I will give you an angel who will wait for you and take care of you.”
The child thought for a moment, then said again: “Here in Heaven, I only sing and laugh, that’s enough for me to be happy.”

God replied: “Your angel will sing and smile for you, you will feel his love and you will be happy.”

“But how will I understand people, because I don’t know their language? - asked the child, looking intently at God.

God smiled and answered: “Your angel will speak to you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and calmly and patiently he will teach you how to speak.”

“What should I do if I want to contact you?”

God gently touched the child's head and said: “Your angel will put your hands together and teach you to pray.”
The child then asked, “I heard that there is evil on Earth. Who will protect me?

“Your angel will protect you, even at the risk of his own life.”

- I will be very sad because I won’t be able to see you anymore...
- Your angel will tell you everything about me and show you the way to return to me. So I will always be by your side.

At that moment, silence reigned in Heaven, but voices had already begun to be heard from Earth... and the child asked in a hurry:
- Lord, before I leave you, tell me what is the name of my angel?
- His name doesn't matter. You'll just call him "Mom."

Love your children, always be their Guardian Angels...

Parable about mother's love

One day, a mother asked her daughter to help her clean the house. But the daughter did not listen to her mother and went for a walk with friends. In the evening, my daughter came home and saw that the house was sparkling clean. The daughter asked her mother: “Aren’t you offended by me?” Mom looked carefully at her daughter and said: “I’m not offended by you, because I love you very much.”

Another time, the mother asked her daughter to go to the store for bread, but the daughter, taking her eyes off the computer, sharply told her mother: “Leave me alone! I'm busy. I am busy". Mom sighed quietly and went to the store herself to buy bread. It's time for lunch. My daughter ate the rich borscht with aromatic warm bread with gusto. Doev Tasty dinner, she looked up at her mother. She felt uncomfortable. “Mom, aren’t you angry with me?” - Looking away, the daughter said. Mom quietly replied: “I’m not angry with you, because I love you very much.”
A week has passed. My daughter was getting ready to go to the cinema with friends. Her mother asked her to stay home because she was not feeling well. The daughter, putting on her coat, said: “Mom, this is a very interesting film. I can't miss it." Returning home, my daughter saw that her mother was gone. The house was cold and uncomfortable. Suddenly there was a sound phone call. The daughter picked up the phone and heard someone’s unfamiliar voice: “Girl, your mother is in the hospital...” The daughter ran out of the entrance and rushed to the hospital. Rushing into the room, she saw the pale, tired face of her mother. My daughter felt sad and very ashamed. She approached her mother, hugged her tenderly and said: “Mommy, my love! Forgive me for being inattentive to you. I am very ashamed of my actions. I’ll never do that again, you hear me!”

Mom smiled and through the tears rolling down her cheeks, she quietly whispered: “Daughter, I’m not angry with you at all, because I love you very much!” The daughter pressed herself against her mother’s chest and thought: “What a big heart mom has.”

An orphan child, dressed in rags, sat huddled near the rich man's house. His outstretched arm asked people for alms. Spring was blooming, the mountains that rose nearby were already dressed in green, and the spring sun looked at the world with kind eyes. Past the boy...

Parable about Mom [Sergey Pancheshny]

Each of us - whether you are black or white,

WITH yellow face, or you are tanned,

Each of us was born

With the help of mom. There is nothing else here...

Young mother on the path of motherhood

Timidly entered. And to brotherhood, unity

All mothers with a baby in their arms

She took her first step slowly.

Looking at her son, she asked the sky:

“Happiness has been given to me for a long time, tell me?!”

The angel answered her: “You are young!

Your path is long, you will spend years

To go through it with my sons.

You will experience happiness and shed tears.

Just know one thing: the end is near

It will be the best you can find!”

“Is there anything better than the smell of the head,

First word and first, awkward

Baby step? - she asked.

The angel replied: “You will find out for yourself.”

She continued her journey unceasingly,

But, to my surprise, I wasn’t tired at all.

Played games, swam in the river,

The children frolicked, walking lightly.

The sun was shining and Mother admired:

“Time is wonderful! After all, they smiled at us

Animals in the forest and flowers by the window,

We hear birds chirping in the morning!”

Well, when the sun set over the sea,

The night has begun. Immediately the wind howls,

The storm will come and the road will be dark.

The children will cry - they cannot see their Mother.

Quietly she hugged them, pressed them,

She covered her with a cloth and kept her there overnight.

The children said: “Since you are nearby, here,

We are not afraid of anything, anywhere!”

The mountains are a barrier on the way.”

They began to slowly climb.

The mountains are steep, it began to seem to them

That they won’t make it, that they will fall apart.

They asked mom then: “Help!”

The mother helped them as best she could.

It is necessary in words, but it is necessary in deeds.

"We will win!" - she said,

With your faith, igniting yourself.

The children shouted to her from the very top:

“Mom, do you hear, from now on we know

That we wouldn’t be here without you!

Mom, thank you for having us!”

Well, she looked at the sky:

“This day is the best, there has never been one like it before.

My difficulties did not break my sons,

Everyone is now ready for the test!”

And in the morning the sky disappeared behind a cloud -

Hatred and evil came in an inevitable crowd.

The sons looked for their mother,

To show them the way out of the darkness.

“Raise your eyes to the Light, look -

Eternal Glory of the Universe at its zenith!

This is God. He will always save you

And never be left alone!”

That same night she whispered:

“I gave the children a lot today.

It was the best day that I spent on the road -

I helped the children understand God.”

……………………………….

Days passed, weeks and years passed,

The mother grew old and was overcome by adversity.

But looking at your strong children,

Joy filled their chests for them.

They walked with a bold and powerful gait.

The mother is with them, and if it’s awkward

It was time for her to go, then, taking her in her arms,

They walked with her, not at all tired.

Here is the top of the mountain, and beyond it -

The garden behind the gates, and ringing trills

There are sounds of trees in flowers.

The mother whispered with a smile on her lips:

“My path is over, and all that remains for me is

The best way to end your day is with the sun.

My children are also children's children

They go their own way!”

The children quietly whispered to her in response:

“Mom, you will always be with us!

We will remember you forever,

Compose parables, ballads and songs.”

……………………………….

Mom is the word that everyone understands.

Everyone remembers something about him.

All our days are connected with mom,

They won't let us forget mom.

She remains with us forever -

In clean water from a pond or well.

In the whisper of leaves, or in the sound of rain,

In the applause calling you.

In every tear that you shed

In every minute that you live.

Mom is our first home for everyone,

Mom is on the path we are following.

Mom - you are the first joy and sorrow,

A breeze that brings coolness to the sea.

Mom is in the forest, in the chirping of birds,

Mom is in a thunderstorm and in the flashing lightning.

Mother is more alive on earth than all living things.

Everyone in existence will agree with me on this.

With her it is easier for us to overcome trouble.

NEITHER TIME OR DEATH WILL SEPARATE US!

“Mom is the first word, the main word in every destiny,” is sung in a children’s song. And no one will dare to argue with this, because without mom there would be no life. Of course, very often we do not realize what role it plays in our lives, but at the same time, our very birth into the world is impossible without it. Therefore, it is not surprising that stories about women who have learned the mystery of childbirth are so popular.

The parable about the mother is one of the most common literary plots. Why is he so famous?

King Solomon

The most common type of teaching is the parable about a mother’s love. Usually it is associated with a woman’s sacrifice, her willingness to do anything for the sake of the child, to give up any benefits, just so that everything is fine with the baby. One of the most famous legends with this motif is the story of King Solomon and two neighbors.

One day, two women who lived nearby and had recently become mothers came to the ruler. At night, one of them accidentally strangled her baby and placed him in a neighbor’s cradle, and took the living child for herself. Naturally, in the morning the mother, having discovered the substitution, tried to return her baby, but the neighbor flatly refused to give up the baby. Therefore, she turned to the king with a request to judge them.

Solomon did not think long - he ordered the child to be cut in half so that every woman would receive it. One of those arguing in the heat of a quarrel shouted that it would be even better: no one would be offended, but the other turned pale and asked to give the baby to her opponent.

With a smile, the king returned the baby to the second woman, who did not allow the terrible execution. After all, only a true mother, according to Solomon, is capable of giving up her interests in order to save the child.

Mom's love

Another interesting parable about a mother tells about her attitude towards her children. One day the eldest and youngest sons argued which of them their mother loved more. They argued for a long time, even fought, trying to prove they were right, but they never came to an agreement. Then they decided to go to their mother to ask her herself who was dearer to her.

After listening to her sons, the woman smiled, took the candle in her hands, lit it and placed it on the table in front of the children. “The flame,” she said quietly, “is my love for you, children,” she took two more smaller candles, lit each one from the flame of the first and put all three in a row, “is it because I divided this flame into several candles, has it become smaller? Does one of these smaller candles have a smaller fire now?” The boys, looking at the lights, realized that their mother was right, that the flame on all three wicks was absolutely the same. They felt ashamed, they lowered their heads, not daring to ask their mother for forgiveness for the stupid argument, but she only hugged her sons and pressed them to her, as if protecting them from all adversity.

This parable about a mother proves that there are no loved or unloved children; for a mother, everyone is equal.

Apostate

Another interesting story, slightly echoing the previous one, is a parable about a mother and an apostate son.

One woman was accused of witchcraft and sentenced to be burned at the stake. On the appointed day, there was nowhere for an apple to fall in the main square of the town. The crowd went wild and demanded the execution of the witch; only the son of the condemned woman, who stood not far from the pillory, was silent. Suddenly someone shouted that they should burn him too: he is a descendant of a witch, which means he carries evil within himself. People had already picked up the young man in their arms, intending to carry him to the pillar, but the mother screamed with all her might: “This is not my son! I stole it! Naturally, young man They were released, but the theft of a child was added to the atrocities of the “witch.” The son watched silently as the fire blazed in which his mother died. And he didn’t even try to refute her last words, he renounced his mother in order to save his life.

A couple of years later it turned out that the woman was still innocent. Her good name was restored, but people could not forgive her son, who abandoned his mother.

This parable shows that not only a mother should be ready to do anything for her child, but he should also answer her in kind.

"And a mother's heart, falling on the threshold..."

And perhaps the most famous teaching is the parable of a mother’s heart. Some say that the original legend belongs to the mountain people, while others say that it all began with the author’s story, which was then adapted by different nationalities. But the general idea still remains.

The young man fell in love with beautiful girl. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not even achieve her favorable glance. The young man promised that he would get for his beloved everything she wanted, that he would do any feat, as long as she was with him. And then the cruel beauty demanded that the unhappy lover bring her his mother’s heart.

The young man decided to commit a terrible crime. After killing his mother, he cut out the heart from her chest, wrapped it in a rag and took it to the girl. On the way to his beloved, he tripped and fell. And the mother’s heart, hitting the dusty road, only asked quietly: “Are you hurt, son?”

This famous story again emphasizes the sacrifice and heroism of women who are ready to do anything for their child.

Conclusion

The parable about the mother is almost an independent branch in this. Such stories are always full of wisdom, examples of the greatest sacrifice and, perhaps, the purest love of which only a mother is capable.

The day before his birth, the child asked God:
- They say that tomorrow they will send me to Earth. How will I live there, because I am so small and defenseless?
God replied:
- I will give you an angel who will wait for you and take care of you.
The child thought for a moment, then said again:
- Here in Heaven I only sing and laugh, that’s enough for me to be happy.
God replied:
- Your angel will sing and smile for you, you will feel his love and be happy.
- ABOUT! But how can I understand him, since I don’t know his language? - asked the child, looking intently at God. – What should I do if I want to contact you?
God gently touched the child's head and said:
- Your angel will put your hands together and teach you to pray.
Then the child asked:
- I heard that there is evil on Earth. Who will protect me?
- Your angel will protect you, even at the risk of his own life.
- I will be sad because I won’t be able to see you anymore...
- Your angel will tell you everything about me and show you the way to return to me. So I will always be by your side.
At that moment, voices began to be heard from Earth; and the child asked in a hurry:
- God, tell me, what is the name of my angel?
- His name doesn't matter. You'll just call him Mom.

Parable about mother's love

A man died and went to heaven. An angel flies up to him and says:
- Remember all the good things you did on Earth, then your wings will grow and you will fly with me to heaven.
“I dreamed of building a house and planting a garden,” the man recalled. Small wings appeared behind his back.
“But I didn’t have time to fulfill my dream,” the man added with a sigh. The wings have disappeared.
“I loved one girl,” the man said, and the wings appeared again.
“I’m glad that no one found out about my denunciation,” the man remembered, and his wings disappeared. So the man remembered both the good and the bad, and his wings appeared and disappeared. Finally, he remembered and told everything, but his wings never grew. The angel wanted to fly away, but the man suddenly whispered:
“I also remember how my mother loved me and prayed for me. At the same moment, large wings grew behind the man’s back.
- Can I really fly? - the man was surprised.
“A mother’s love makes a person’s heart pure and brings him closer to the angels,” the angel answered with a smile.

Parable "Mama's Love"

One day her children came to their mother, arguing among themselves and proving that they were right to each other, with the question: who does she love more than anyone in the world?
The mother silently took the candle, lit it and began to speak.
“Here is a candle - it’s me! Her fire is my love!
Then she took another candle and lit it with her own.
“This is my firstborn, I gave him my fire, my love! Did what I gave make the fire of my candle less? The fire of my candle remained the same..."
And so she lit as many candles as she had children, and the fire of her candle remained just as big and warm...

Parable "Mother, daughter and daughter-in-law"

One mother was asked:
- How is your daughter doing?
- She's so happy! She has a wonderful husband! He gave her a car, jewelry, and hired servants. He serves her breakfast in bed, and she doesn't get up until noon!
- How is your son doing?
- Oh, my poor boy! Well, he took the grouch as his wife! He provided her with everything she wanted: a car, jewelry, servants. And she lies in bed until noon and doesn’t even get up to cook breakfast for her husband!