Mill Valley, CA / photo by Hannah Evans
The morning begins with a beautiful picture of a mother’s love and care.
Two cardinals converse outside the front window. The vibrant red dad keeps careful watch as the brown and muted red momma gathers twigs and leaves to prepare her nest in the Japanese maple tree.
In nature, the mother’s coloring is often dulled. She’s protected, hidden.
Motherhood involves what seems like hidden tasks and prayers. Or are they?
Our children may not fully see our daily doings or hear our heavenward pleas but God certainly does. The tending, the mending we do day in day out, of ouchies and of hearts, are not in vain.
Mother’s Day can usher in some tough emotion as many tread water in a murky sea of loss.
I once was the almost-mama on Mother’s Day, fiercely fighting tears when the pastor called all of the moms to stand up. I had not a babe in arms but one in heaven; did that make me a mother?
Should I stand?
My heart is especially tender toward so many women with aching hearts. Warm hugs to the mothers out there and to those who have lost a mother or a child, and those who long to be a mother.
To those who gave birth this year to their first child—we celebrate with you
To those who lost a child this year – we mourn with you
To those who are in the trenches with little ones every day and wear the badge of food stains – we appreciate you
To those who experienced loss this year through miscarriage, failed adoptions, or running away—we mourn with you
To those who walk the hard path of infertility, fraught with pokes, prods, tears, and disappointment – we walk with you. Forgive us when we say foolish things. We don’t mean to make this harder than it is.
To those who are foster moms, mentor moms, and spiritual moms – we need you
To those who have warm and close relationships with your children – we celebrate with you
To those who have disappointment, heart ache, and distance with your children – we sit with you
To those who lost their mothers this year – we grieve with you
To those who experienced abuse at the hands of your own mother – we acknowledge your experience
To those who lived through driving tests, medical tests, and the overall testing of motherhood – we are better for having you in our midst
To those who will have emptier nests in the upcoming year – we grieve and rejoice with you
And to those who are pregnant with new life, both expected and surprising –we anticipate with you
This Mother’s Day, we walk with you. Mothering is not for the faint of heart and we have real warriors in our midst. We remember you.”