When I feel angry who make me down?
When I feel fear who make me be assured?
When I am in danger who save me?
Anytime, Anywhere
Always my mother will be there
The Mother and the
Bee
One hot summer day, a
little boy was playing on the backyard.
The more the child tried
to hide from it, the bee flew over him more.
His fear went to extreme,
so he went to his mother’s arms and cried.
Seeing her child with
fear, the mother quickly covered his body with her skirt, and covered his face
with her hands.
Then the bee stung the
mother’s arm instead of the child’s, and the poisonous sting was stuck in her
arm, so deep enough that it couldn’t be removed.
Afterwards, the bee
couldn’t fly further away and was crawling on the mother’s arm.
Bearing the pain, the
mother said,
“My dear, don’t fear and come out. I have placed myself instead of you. Since the bee hurt me, it can’t
hurt you no more.”
Source from: ‘Resting
Place Volume 2’ PSC
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