And His mercy is upon generation after generation toward those who fear Him. Luke 1:50(NASB)
Happy Tuesday! God bless you! Sunday was Mother’s Day so most of the ladies out there got wished a “Happy Mother’s Day” many times throughout the day. I had a very nice day. My daughter and son-in-law took me for dinner and the new Avenger’s movie at Movie Tavern. My son called and offered to send money for the writer’s conference as a Mother’s Day gift. So I know how blessed I am.
Not all women felt so blessed Sunday. Many women have tried for years to conceive a child and couldn’t. Some of these are struggling through the adoption process eagerly waiting for a child to be placed in their arms, only to be told time and again, “We’re sorry. The birth mother chose someone else.” At the same time, millions of babies who could have been loved and cared for by these women are being aborted each year in the name of “convenience.” It doesn’t make any sense.
Other women are like me and have lost a child. This is a wound that never really heals completely, but particularly when it’s fresh, Mother’s Day can be a bittersweet reminder. I still remember the first Mother’s Day after Kara died. It hurt so badly. But I got a miracle that year. The week of Mother’s Day, a rose bush that had never bloomed before sprang up in my little apartment sized back yard. (It’s pictured above) When I opened my blinds that morning, there were roses everywhere—roses from Kara. It was a reminder of God’s care even in our deepest sorrow. Every year from then on until I moved to Georgia, that bush bloomed the week of Mother’s Day.
Some are hurting because they’ve lost a mother who meant the world to them. They think no one could ever replace their mama. And they’re right. No one can. All they can do is to try to live up to the legacy this woman left them in her loving nurturing attitudes and care for others by passing it on to the next generation. I know I’m being politically incorrect here, but God designed women for this job! Even before they’re born, we love our children and can’t wait to hold them in our arms. Most men are not by nature nurturers. They’re conquerors. It’s in their DNA. That doesn’t mean they can’t be loving. Not at all! It means they have a different way of showing love. And children need both ways.
Unfortunately, there are also many women who do have children or a mother, but who, for whatever reason, are estranged from them. Pride and an unforgiving spirit on one side or the other (or on both sides) keep them from enjoying the beautiful fellowship of an adult mother-child relationship. We can’t make others love us. We can only do our part to mend the rift. If there is any way possible, and you are in this situation, please pray and seek however you can to heal this situation. No, we can’t control the feelings of others. We can’t change the past. But we can pray for God’s intervention on our behalf and on behalf of our children.
And finally, there are those women out there who should have been mothers, but they gave up that privilege and joy when they aborted their son or daughter. Guilt and regret plagues them. The lies they were told have been exposed now, and they know the truth. Please also know there is forgiveness available. No matter what you’ve done in the past, God still loves you. He hasn’t abandoned you. Confess, and turn to Him. He can make you whole again.
To all the hurting women out there, I love you. God loves you. Remember, it will get better. I promise. God bless you.