|Gifts from my hubby, children and in-laws|
Honestly, I know the occasion of Mother's Day began as a means to further the card- and gift industry via the heart-felt expressions of children to their mothers. And it's really not a big deal to me in that way. I don't really care about cards, candy, flowers, gifts. For me, this day is just one of many on which I contemplate my vocation in life: Motherhood.
(It's just A LOT easier to do when I don't have anything else I need to do because my children and husband are doing it for me.) :-)
I'm not a mother to just any children. I'm a mother to God's children. God gave me these children with specific instructions: "Teach them about My perfect Love by loving them yourself. Raise them to know Me. Raise them to have hearts to serve Me and others. Be open to each gift I give to you through them; from the first moment of their tiny lives in your womb until you are no longer with them." It's a set of simple-sounding instructions but with very complicated measures, deep meaning, and hidden truths abounding. It's a conviction and a challenge that often brings me to my knees. I suspect that is exactly one of the main purposes of motherhood - to bring us to our knees....constantly.
|Me and Angelina (7 1/2) at my 30th birthday party|
|My baby belly - 4 months w/#5|
|My mom showing Aidan and Bella their new little sister, Sophia (2009)|
On this day, 28 years after my mother celebrated her own 9th mother's day, I am convicted of a very simple reminder: I am called to LOVE my children. I am called to serve them. I am called to raise them to have hearts to serve and love the Lord. There will be times I fail. I am not perfect. But in my failure, in my imperfection, I am brought to the Father (often on my knees) for the strength and grace I need to keep going. Every single mother has this same calling, and this same aide from the Lord to fulfill it.
I wish each and every mother out there a very happy Mother's Day! May you also be convicted of your vocation, not just today but every day. May you realize that no matter how old your children are, you are still their mother. You are still called to serve them, to love them, to remind them of God's love and their purpose in this life. And may you have the wisdom to accept your failures as a means to draw closer to the Lord, and celebrate your successes with humility and thanksgiving to the Father for His strength and grace that allowed them.
And especially to my own mama, I love you! Thank you for giving me life. Thank you for loving me and my siblings, and following that difficult set of instructions God gave to you 37 years ago when you became pregnant with your first child. For every "failure" you have had in raising us, there have been many more successes, and I am grateful to you today and every day for allowing God to move in your life so as to raise us to know Him.
|Me and my kiddos today.|