Dearest mom, Happy Mother’s Day!
I have thought about you all day. All you are and all you teach me. All you have done and all you have helped me become. You are a wise counselor, a peacemaker, servant, prayer warrior, and close friend. You teach by example. You inspire through encouragement. You love without limit. You have prayed me through hurtful relationships, out of difficult situations, and into an understanding of the matchless love of our Heavenly Father.
I love you, mom. More than words.
Thank you…for everything.
And for the mommas out there who wonder if the roses of this day are worth the thorns. Mother’s Day may hold recognition and praise, but there’s countless days of self-sacrifice and sleepless nights. I found these words inspiring. I hope you will too.
“Mommas, you are the warriors of our world. You are equal parts soft and strong. You are paramedics, nutritionists, comforters, counselors, personal shoppers and chefs, teachers, and principals. You are life-givers and life-enrichers. Let’s face it, without you we’d all have candy for breakfast and stomach aches by lunchtime. We would feel lost in this big, scary world, but you tether us to the soft edges of home. You guide, instruct, nurture, and pray.
And all of this even though your job is often thankless. There is always one more load of laundry to fold. One more crisis to resolve. One more meal to cook. Being a mother means a lifetime of work that seems small but adds up to big stakes in the lives of your children (and their children, and their children . . .)
Clothing little bodies. Putting cold washcloths on warm foreheads. Making endless plates of mac n’ cheese. Creating a home that says, “You’re welcome here any time.” Gassing up the car again to visit children and grandchildren in far away places. It doesn’t go unnoticed, momma. And the ripple effect of your efforts to mother go far beyond your children. Look past the “least of these” in your world, and see that your service and sacrifice has Kingdom implications.
You don’t have to work to be noticed, because Jesus already sees all you do. Your prize isn’t just a great Mother’s Day gift or a fancy brunch. It’s knowing your life is a living demonstration that sacrifice is worth it, that love doesn’t have to be earned, and that living for more than ourselves is worth every mess, stretch mark, and sleepless night. Your family is a gift, momma, and your thank-you card has already been delivered through God’s Word. Press in to the One who gave them to you, and press on!
~ Erin Davis