Mother’s Day is a day that can produce a myriad of emotions.  Let’s start with a little Mother’s Day humor:

1. “They say women speak 20,000 words a day. I have a daughter who gets that done by breakfast.”
2. “A toddler can do more in one unsupervised minute than most people can do in a day.”
3. I asked a police recruit during an exam, “What would you do if you had to arrest your own mother?” He said, “Call for backup.”
4. I hate when I’m waiting for mom to cook dinner, and then I remember I am the mom, and I have to cook dinner.
5. Whoever wrote the song “Easy Like Sunday Morning” did not have kids.
6. When your mom’s voice is so loud, even your neighbors brush their teeth and get dressed.

I love a good laugh, but Mother’s Day can produce far more than laughter. Mother’s Day can produce laughter, love, sorrow, anger, resentment, and emotions I have not even mentioned.  Let’s talk about it.

First and foremost, there is the thanksgiving for our mothers. My mom had such a hard life, but she put up with a lot of stuff so her eight kids would have a roof over their heads. From her I learned what sacrificial love is. Though I did not understand it at the time, I totally get it now. She taught me so many things. After all she taught me to use a big-girl pottie, and that is an invaluable tool in my life. She has been gone for almost four decades, and how I wish I could hold her hand and kiss her sweet face.

There is the joy of being a mother. I feel so blessed to be the mother of Michael, Bryan, and Stephen. I was about as imperfect a mother as could be found when my boys were young. I was still in the healing process of my own life. I wish I had known then what I know now about being a healed, whole person. It is worth it to you, and your family, to get as whole as possible, so you can enjoy the journey. Also, I was such a perfectionist, wanting everything perfectly clean. Moms, you do not have to let it be a pigsty, but do not worry about every little thing, and instead have fun with your children.

For some, Mother’s Day is as painful as it is joyful. Perhaps the relationship with their mother was never good, even abusive. For some, this is the first year without Mother. Others are dealing with barrenness, longing to have a child of their own to hold in their arms. Some have the pain of miscarriage. I know that pain all too well and can still remember how that felt. I am personally praying with young women who long to have a child. How I wish I could take away their sorrow!

Others are caring for an elderly mother, and doing it with great love. Yet, sorrow and exhaustion have become a way of life in many cases.

Some mothers are faced with children that have distanced from them. Maybe the relationship with one or more of their children is strained, or perhaps there is no relationship at all.   Others have watched as their children have become victims of addiction.  I personally know several mothers who have broken hearts as a result of children who are incarcerated. 

Some mothers, like me, have mixed emotions. I have so much joy with my sons, their wives, and those precious grandchildren. Yet, at times I still feel warm tears flow down my face wishing my son Bryan could call. I know he is in heaven and I will see him again, but I wish I could see him now. I recently had a conversation with a woman, who had lost a son. I did not know her, but we both stood and cried talking about our sons. We rejoiced over what we do have but miss our sons very much.

In scripture, Hannah is always the mother to whom I am drawn. Her story is recorded in 1 Samuel chapter 1. Hannah is an example of a woman of faith. She endures years of silent suffering because of her barrenness and the cruel harassment at the hand of her rival Peninnah. She goes to the place of worship, even though she is in pain herself. She faithfully worships, pouring out her tears and petitions. Hannah promised God that if He would give her a son, she would give him back to the service of God. God answers her prayers, she not only keeps her promise, but she also explodes with praise.

As a woman, Hannah knew sorrow for many years, strife in her home, barrenness, and pain. She never gave up on God. She poured her heart out year and year, and God miraculously turned her situation around, BUT only after years of getting up every day to the same set of circumstances. Hannah was a woman of faith, and it was a faith that gave her the strength to face the joys and sorrows of life.

As a woman, wherever you find yourself this Mother’s Day, do not give up on God. I can promise you, God will NEVER give up on you! He hears the cries of your heart. He sees every tear that falls. He knows the depth of pain you feel. Be a woman of faith, for faith will see you through. He understands your sorrow and your pain, and He will meet you right where you are.

“In the day when I cried out, You answered me, and made me bold with strength in my soul.” – Psalm 138:3