Happy Mother's Day!

May 09, 2015  •  Leave a Comment

I love my mother.  I love being a mother.  Becoming a mother has been my life's greatest blessing, and also helped me understand my own mother's love.     


Mother's Day is a beautiful holiday, but also one that comes along with so many strong and difficult emotions.


It is a time to appreciate the strong women that raised us.  For some women, it is a time to reflect on how our children seem to grow years older every time we blink.  For others, it is a time to remember and mourn the loss of our mothers, or children.  For many, it can also be a painful reminder of the children they hoped and prayed for, but were never blessed with.  


My hope is that today you will hug your mother.  If she is far, that you will call her and tell her that you love her.  If she is gone, that you will think of her, look at photos of her, and remember her love and strength.


My hope is that you will kiss your children today.  That they will give you dandelions and drawings of stick figures, or bird feeders made from toilet paper rolls.  That they will let you go to the bathroom by yourself today, or better yet, not argue for a whole five minutes.  That they will make you breakfast in bed. That they will call you from college and tell you how much they love and appreciate you first, before they ask for money.   


To those that have lost children, my hope is that we will all take time today to pray that God wraps his loving arms around you. That He will provide you with a moment of comfort, even though every moment for you may be spent remembering and loving those lost.  I pray that you will be reminded that because of Christ's sacrifice on the cross, you will rock those babies again someday in heaven.


To those that do not have children of your own, I say "It takes a village to raise a child."  My child may not take the place of the one you don't have and your everyday kindness may not feel like much to you, but I can assure you, stranger-in-the-grocery-store-checkout-line, that every time you played peek-a-boo with my crabby child, you helped me raise them.  I promise you, public school teacher, that by teaching my child to read, you helped me raise them.  Woman on the airplane who smiled encouragingly at me as I walked a screaming baby up and down the aisles, soccer coach, Sunday school teacher, librarian, nurse, aunt, sister, friend... you helped me raise them.


I don't believe that a mother is defined by the children she carried in her womb.  I actually believe that God wrote a far more accurate definition of motherhood.  


She is clothed with strength and dignity;
    she can laugh at the days to come.
26 She speaks with wisdom,
    and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
27 She watches over the affairs of her household
    and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children arise and call her blessed;
    her husband also, and he praises her:
29 “Many women do noble things,
    but you surpass them all.”
30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
    but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.
31 Honor her for all that her hands have done,
    and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.

Proverbs 31:25-31  

And here:

 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.  Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.   It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

1 Corinthians 13: 4-7

As I sit and write this, my intent is not to drudge up painful memories, but rather offer comfort and hope to those who struggle to find it on days like Mother's Day.  We all deserve to be appreciated, loved and celebrated today.  

Below is a collection of some of my favorite mother-child images. Happy Mother's Day too ALL women!


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