She had the privilege of giving. She had the
privilege of offering her life a willing sacrifice upon the altar of
her home. It is blessed to receive, but it is more blessed to give.
And the rewards of motherhood are the highest rewards because she is
the most godlike giver that this world knows.

Then, she was rewarded, in the third place, by the making of a great
life. She became the mother of a good man. Her faith became his
faith. "By faith Moses was hidden." That was by his mother's faith.
But in the next verse we read this, "By faith Moses, when he was come
to years, refused to be called the son of Pharaoh's daughter." That
was by his own faith. Where did he get that rare jewel? He got it
from the training of his mother. He saw it in her life. It looked out
from her eyes. It spoke through her lips. He drank it in as he lay in
her arms.

"When I call to remembrance the unfeigned faith that is in thee, which
dwelt first in thy grandmother Lois and in thy mother Eunice, and I am
persuaded is in thee also." Oh, if you are here a man of faith, a
woman of faith, the chances are you secured that precious treasure at
the hands of a God-loving and a God-trusting mother.

So this despised slave woman, this mother has this to her credit, that
she mothered and trained one of the greatest men that ever set foot on
this earth. She took a little boy named Moses to her heart and trained
him for God. She had him for a little while. Then he went away to the
big University. But he stood true. She speaks to him as she holds him
close in the twilight. She says, "Laddie, do not forget how God has
watched over you. One day when death was suspended above your baby
head by a thread, one day when your life was frailer than a gossamer
thread, I took a queer little basket and lined it with pitch, and also
with faith and with prayer. And I put you afloat, and God preserved
you and sent you back into these arms. And I carried you and cared for
you. And now when you are grown you won't forget. You won't prove
disloyal to your mother and you won't forget your mother's God."

And Moses did not forget. And one day the little laddie who had once
been carried about in the arms of a slave mother, was a big
broad-shouldered man. And he had a big broad-shouldered faith, and he
trusted in a big broad-shouldered God. And in the strength of that
faith, and in the might of that God he lifted an enslaved people in his
arms a