Best-ever Mother's Days! What are yours?

I remember my best-ever Mother's Days. Twice I was eight plus months pregnant. About to deliver in less than three weeks, I marveled how could this miracle of a real live child be happening inside me! June 3, 1963 and June 5, 1967 were the birth dates of two of our four children.

Another best-ever was being at University Hospital in Madison, WI on  the oncology floor sitting with our eighteen-year-old son celebrating as I hovered over him after his bone marrow transplant. David had to be in semi-isolation, and his brother and sisters lovingly wanted me to be with him and gladly sacrificed our Mother's Day together.

I smile at the thought of all the love that’s going to be expressed Sunday– 

the cards and flowers that will change hands. The moms occasionally taken for 

granted will hear the love song that’s always within their children’s hearts.


And then I think of other moms like those I meet through my volunteer work - unwed moms who courageously gave their babies to other women’s arms yearning to have the sacred joy of nurturing a child. To them I say don’t mourn – your little ones will praise you face to face in heaven.You're heroes.

I also think of single moms who struggle financially and emotionally but say it’s worth it all to mother my child(ren)  and make a life for them.

I know divorced families for whom Mother’s Day can be complicated and I hurt for these moms and I pray.

I can't forget the women who longed to be moms but never could. God chose another plan for them to use their giftedness to nurture life but for them Mother's Day can be hard. 

I think of elderly moms who sit alone in nursing homes. May none be totally forgotten this year. For these moms we all pray.

I’m mindful of all the Moms like me who didn’t do our Mom-ing perfectly, but we did it wholeheartedly and had a ton of fun along the way. Our children know we tried our best and rise up and call us blessed.

We moms know, don’t we, that ordinary family days are fragile and fleeting and the most meaningful days of all.

So Happy Mom’s Day to you, me and all who facilitated our roles. 

Children we celebrate you, too, for the great blessing of watching you grow in delightful ways.

Royalty is a devotional prayer poem from my Breathless book. It's about dinnertime with children. Do you ever have similar thoughts?

Royalty

The table is set,
They’re about to arrive.
How awesome Lord -
These sons and daughters
You've given me to teach and guide.
Drawn from their play and chores
Your princes and princesses
Shall dine at my side.
Help me remember each meal is a sacred time
An interlude for training and loving. 
These little lords and ladies,
Are the royalty You’ve sent to our home.
And entrusted to me.
May I be mindful Lord,
And tender and wise
It’s a mighty role.
There is no responsibility holier,
Certainly parenting is the greatest work I do.
Lord, they’re imperfect in their natural state,
But eager and willing to learn.
You’ve made me a model, they’re ready to follow.
Help me, Lord,
These royal youth must be raised with truth and grace 
And become in every way honoring to You, precious King.

I like this Scripture with it: 1 Peter 2:9-10 “But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.”

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