Happy Mother’s Day

I hope you all had (and are having) a wonderful Mother’s Day!  I hit the jackpot this year and woke up this morning to truffles, cookies, roses, and handmade cards.  Oh, and we can’t forget the solar  powered dancing daisy from Eden :).   It was just sooo Eden.

The kids had been whispering and shuffling around papers and things all week, and it was very precious to me to see them work so hard to have something to hand me on my special day.

At church this morning, they had all the great-grandmothers, then grandmothers, then mothers, then daughters come up until we were all lined up together.  They gave us a rose, and then they prayed over us.  It was a holy moment to be there among the generations, and a blessing to see my daughters participate in the very early preparation for motherhood.  I think preparation for motherhood starts very young, while our little girls are busy changing their baby dolls and rocking them to sleep.  It starts as they watch their mothers love and tend to their baby siblings with joy and tenderness. We are teaching them what motherhood is all about by our actions.  For no matter how many times they hear Psalm 127:3-4

“3 Behold,  children are a [c]gift of the Lord,

The fruit of the womb is a reward.

4 Like arrows in the hand of a  warrior,

So are the children of one’s youth,”

when they see mama cranky, irritated and short-tempered with her children, they are likely to view those children and others as burdens rather than blessings. When they see mama gazing into their eyes and oozing joy and affection, they know they are loveable because they know they are loved.

My children have been irritated with each other lately, and frankly it irritates me.  Don’t they know how precious each one of them is?  Don’t they realize that for all the sharing, compromising and adjusting they have to do for each other, they bless each other by their companionship and mere presence in each other’s lives 100 times more?  Hmm.  And when I’m irritated, do I remember?

This Mother’s Day and always, may you celebrate your children and may you celebrate the One who gave them to you.





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