Mothers Day…Joy or Sorrow

Mother’s Day…unfortunately a holiday that can bring much joy to some can bring much sorrow to others…

for the women whose arms are empty because she is struggling with infertility…

for the woman who has known the joy of a positive pregnancy test only for it to end in miscarriage….

for the mom who has lost a child far too soon…

for the woman who has lost her own mother…

for the woman who never had a safe, loving relationship with her mother…

for the woman who thought her only choice was an abortion…

for the woman who gave up her baby for adoption…

for the single girl who has always longed to be a mother and isn’t yet…

for the single mom who just maybe wants a little help on this parenting journey…

for the woman who has lived a lot of life and never saw her dream of having her own children come to pass…

for the mom whose child doesn’t speak to her anymore…

My heart breaks for all of you. I have friends in each of these categories and I am myself in the “longing to be a mother” category. In Romans 12:15 it says, “Rejoice with those who rejoice {sharing other’s joy} and weep with those who weep {sharing other’s grief}.”

And today I do that…I rejoice with all the moms and moms to be. I’m so thankful and joyful that God has and is answering that prayer. I pray blessings over you, your spouse, your current and future children. May God give you the grace and wisdom to steward them so that “when they are old they will not depart from it.” Proverbs 22:6

But today I also weep with those who weep. To the ones who find themselves in one of the aforementioned scenarios I want you to know that my heart hurts for you. I know its hard to walk into church today and see the cute mother’s day photo-booth…to see the matching outfits…to see the handmade crafts from children’s church.

I want you to know that God sees your pain…not only does He see it, but His heart hurts for you personally as well. In Psalm 56:8 it says, “You’ve kept track of all my wandering and my weeping. You’ve stored my many tears in your bottle-not one will be lost.”

So today instead of comparing our lives with others; may we take stock of the many blessings we do have. Good health, peace, church family, husband, friends, etc. Let’s choose to have a mother’s heart for the children of this world that are hurting. Let’s choose to have a mother’s heart for the young mother that is frazzled day after day. Let’s have a mother’s heart for the “baby” Christian that needs shepherding.

I don’t say any of this to lessen the pain, sorrow, or grief that you may feel. Not at all…there is a time for that.

But lets look to be daughters to the daughterless. Let’s look to be mothers to the motherless. Invite those people into your raw spaces and grief.

And I pray and hope that today you may know…that even though you may not be a mother in the traditional sense there are many ways you can be a “mother” to those around you.

So today I say, HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!!!!

P.S. I wrote this post in my journal before leaving for church this morning…little did I know what God had for me there. See below…(as posted on my facebook page)

“Feeling undeservedly blessed today. Today I woke up feeling really emotional. 1st, I hate being away from my mom on mother’s day and 2nd, my heart’s desire has always been to be a mom, and I’m not yet (in the traditional sense). To be honest…I thought about skipping church today. But God…
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I walked into the service and Pastor @kendallrhatley and @rachaelhatley got up to welcome everyone. Then they said they were going to recognize a few people. The first one they said isn’t a mom yet, but see if you can guess from the video. They then proceed to play the video and up pops the Nelson family with beautiful words to say about me. And then the Pastors said beautiful and uplifting things as well and presented me with beautiful flowers and a card from my Woodlake family.

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Once again I am in complete awe of God, and how He sees me and not only sees me BUT makes sure I KNOW that I am seen. I am so privileged to be able to “mother” many kids both at my church and in my classroom. I may not have carried them, but they are my precious babies, and I love them.

So thank you to my church family for loving me and allowing the Lord to use you to bless me. It means more than you will EVER know.

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