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, it may not be everyone's cup of tea.
This is the third Mother’s Day it has been heavy on my heart and I fervently pray it reaches one mom who feels they have completely failed at Momming.
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 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 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 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, lost or damaged your relationships with your kids.
But you’re still a mom.
You might be struggling to get back on your feet so you can fight for a chance to see your children again. You might be on your fiftieth attempt.
Some of you may never win the fight. Some of you have given up the fight. Maybe even some of you are more comfortable in the suffering than face what reconciliation might mean.
Your problems are not resolved in a blog or over a glass or bottle of wine with friends. There may even be criminal or sinister reasons you are estranged. But I want you to know there is still hope in Jesus.
If you reach out to Him, He will respond with his grace and his hope.
I want you to know you are loved. I am praying for you and you are loved.
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.
The Word of God is the encouragement I share with you and 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.
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, 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? Pray that moms struggling to put on the Big Smile this Mother's day would find the peace of Jesus. Will you pray for the mom society has deemed unworthy would find joy through the Holy Spirit? Can we pray for brokenness to be healed and the chains of shame to shattered? Will you join me in praying for all moms as we celebrate or grieve this day? YOU all are in my prayers this weekend. May you be blessed.