Mother’s Day is a little more than a week away and the cultural assault on non-mothers via newspapers, internet, TV, billboard and store marketing has started.
To be honest, some of the ads don’t bother me. I love my mom so it’s great to thank her. Ads that show adult children loving on their moms is heartwarming. What I don’t like is the ads that make it seem that motherhood and giving birth is the epitome of a great woman and the best thing a woman can ever do. The ones where the whole world is rejoicing that she is pregnant or has a new born, and that because she is now a mom, she really has climbed the ladder of societal acclaim. So therefore, if you aren’t a mom, you mean nothing to society. Ouch.
And to top it off, I’ll be staying with a first time mom for mother’s day weekend in Melbourne. Hopefully since they know what we’re going through they won’t make a big fuss of it in front of us, but on the other hand, they don’t know how all the little things can sting so they might unknowingly say and do things that will hurt me. Good thing I’ve got Jesus to hold on to.
I think it’s no coincidence that twice today this scripture was given to me. Once by a Salvation Army donation collector and once in my email via the Amazima newsletter. The Salvation Army in the US would NEVER be allowed to hand out bible verses to people who put money in the bucket! So this is the verse I will meditate on this Mother’s Day season.
I wish you all strength in these next few weeks to endure the suffering and sadness.