Not Another Mother's Day Post - A Letter to Moms Who've Failed
As I sit in my favorite spot to think of my next blog, I think I should probably write something “Mother’s Day-sie” since it is, well, Mother’s Day. So far, I’ve nixed these ideas:
Every day is Mother’s Day ‘cause kiddos are my blessing! (Think Jazz Hands)
My Mess is My Bless! Enjoy Dirty Laundry and Smart-Mouthed Attitudes While They Last!
Joyfully Responding to Your Husband When He Says, “But You’re Not My Mother” (no explanation needed, right?)
But this is not going to be one of those posts. In fact, this may be my least popular post to date.
This post is for the moms who have failed. Not the cute Pinterest-worthy failures or for moms who feel they’ve failed because they let their kids drink red, sugar-based drinks or wear sassy shorts to school.
This is for the moms who have left broken families behind. Moms that have failed so badly they are completely estranged from their children.
Since this is the second Mother’s Day it has been heavy on my heart, I earnestly pray it reaches one mom who has completely failed at Momming.
This is for the moms who have made devastatingly, life-altering decisions that have separated themselves from their children. And in the sea of posts for women in various states of mom and womanhood, I want to make sure that these moms know they have someone who loves them – whether they deserve it or not, because He loved me, whether I deserved it or not. Here is my letter to them.
Mother’s Day does a great job of recognizing a small portion of the population whose joy rests in the very thing that initiated the holiday.
But there is a large population out there forgotten. A population of you who, for circumstances known only to you, whose drug addiction, crime, prostitution and a host of other travesties have taken over and relationships with your kids are lost or broken.
But you’re still a mom.
I know you are struggling to get back on your feet so you can fight for a chance to see your children again. Some of you are on your fiftieth attempt.
Some of you may never win the fight or have completely given up and your suffering is suffocating.
I want you to know there is still hope in Jesus. Perhaps you have reached out to your children for years in hopes of reconciliation but have not found the resolution you need. I tell you, if you reach out to Jesus, He will respond with his grace and his hope.
I am praying for you. I want you to know that if you have done the horrible, can’t-even-say-it-out-loud-thing, the no-one-will-ever-forgive-me thing, the “I’ll-never-get-custody-of-my-kids-ever-again-thing”, I am thinking about and praying for you this Mother’s Day. And, that Jesus is too.
And I want to share these words of encouragement with you and for all moms who might need it for whatever reason, in whatever moment.
28 Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. 29 Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”
8 But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
2 Timothy 1:7
7 For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.
6 So we may boldly say:
“The Lord is my helper; I will not fear. What can man do to me?”
16 For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.
Jesus gave each of us a chance to overcome by placing our burdens on him. You have the opportunity to find your peace and find your rest in Him. This Mother’s Day, I pray that where ever you are and where ever your children are, the God of love, our Strong Tower, will watch over you and keep and shine his face upon you and give you strength and peace.
You are loved.
Can I ask you to please keep all moms in your prayers this weekend? That they would find the peace of Jesus, the direction of His Father and the joy of the holy spirit? Can we pray for brokenness to be healed and the chains of shame to shattered? Will you join me as you celebrate or grieve this Day? You all are in my prayers this day. May you be blessed.