Sunday, May 9, 2010
Mother's Day is a very big day. I know how women are. This is one particular day out of the year that we have purpose to become hyper-introspective.
We think about our moms. Maybe we knew her, maybe we didn't, maybe we had more than one. Maybe we had a "mom" that wasn't our "mom". We think about our childhoods. (Sometimes whether we want to or not!) What our moms did that we will NEVER do. What went well, and what we appreciate now that we didn't then.
And we think about being or becoming a mom. Nothing will bring more women to tears for more different reasons than meditating on that subject. Maybe we don't ever want children, or maybe we have children we weren't expecting. Maybe we can't wait to start having children, or maybe the trying has been heartbreaking. Maybe we're grateful for the kids we have, and maybe we're mourning the ones we've lost. Maybe we know we can never give birth to a child, but we mother none-the-less.
Guarantee that, by and large, guys do not go through the emotional overhaul on Father's Day that we ladies do on Mother's Day. If they get emotional about "fathers", it's usually during "Into the Wild" or "Hannah Montana, The Movie". (You think I'm kidding. Tears. Actual Tears.)
I know I'm not being fair to the guys and their powers of introspection. LOL
It's just that women have the instinctive intuitive ability to turn any occasion into An Occasion.
In all honesty, I can only speak from my own experience as a woman. I feel like God carved out a space on the inside of me, and there is a deeply running river that ties me to my identity as a daughter and a mother. It rings out in a place beyond what I can see and describe. It is deeply personal and deeply sacred. And I believe that God intended for it to be this way! He gave us parents to give substance to an indescribable God. We understand God by coming to understand our parents. For better or worse, unfortunately. And He gave moms supernatural grace to love the way He loves - whatever the object of that love may be. The world is a flawed place. God's design is not.
Today, I am grateful. I feel a lot of things, but most prominently, I am grateful. I am the daughter of a mom I have never met and an adopted mom who loves me deeply. I am a mother to three astounding kids sleeping snug in their beds as I write and three in a place more perfect than I can imagine. And most importantly, I am the daughter of the Most High God. I have so much to be grateful for.
To anyone woman who may read this post:
Whatever your situation was and is, know that there is one constant you can cling to today. If you've given your heart to Jesus Christ, you can rest in the knowledge that you are now and forever the daughter of the King. And when the whole earth fades away, He remains.
If you've loved and lost, whether in dreams or in this life, I'm so very sorry. You are not alone in your grief. God's heart is for his daughters. He is not asking you to put away the pain. He invites you to share it with Him, to pour out your heart to Him, and then trust Him to lead you forward.
And if you think you are not a mother, you are. Look around at the ones you have loved without payback or gain. The ones you have loved who have made a mess, but it didn't change a thing. The ones you have held and comforted and patched up a wound. You may not have the title "Mom", but you have a mommy's heart. So I honor you today just the same.
From my heart to yours,