It is Mother’s Day once again, the day that children and husbands appreciate the mother’s in their lives for all they do for them. It is a joyous, celebratory, and special day… for most. I have five young children, anyone looking at our family would assume that this day is nothing but joy, I have been so blessed, I won’t deny it! But while I snuggle my kids close and love on them, I harbour a bittersweet sadness deep inside. Most people don’t know that I have had two miscarriages. Most people don’t know that while both my husband and I want more children, we are unable to because of pregnancy complications with our last child. Most people don’t know that while we are incredibly grateful for what we have been given, this day is also a reminder of what we have lost. And the unassuming little tear you may see during the Mother’s Day service at church may very possibly be one of sadness, not the joy you might assume.
We all have stories, we all have journeys, and often our journeys are filled with grief and sadness and struggle intermingled with the moments of joy. We don’t think about that on days like today, we honestly can’t. We are so busy dealing with our own lives that we just pass on a salutation and keep moving. We call all the mothers in church to stand up and get a rose, we don’t realize who we may be hurting in the process.
I am reminded of the passage in the Bible where Jesus was walking with his followers in the town called Nain. People were excited, they were watching him preform miracles, it must have been an air of expectation and excitement all around him. As they walked to the town, Jesus saw a widow walking in a funeral procession with her dead son, her only son, her only hope and future, on a bier. We know she was weeping because Jesus went up to her and told her “Do not weep”. She was devastated and yet this wasn’t anything uncommon. The Bible said there was a large crowd following Jesus, I wonder if they even noticed this woman. And yet Jesus stopped, touched the bier, told the woman not to weep and told the dead man to get up (Luke 7:11 if you want to look up the story). He saw her suffering, he saw her tears, he saw her grief and sadness, and he stopped.
Friends, God sees your sadness. He knows the struggle you face and the painful reminder this day is for you. Your tears are precious to Him and He notices you through the crowd this day. Don’t feel guilty about being sad but don’t be angry at the people who just don’t know any better. Just know that there is one who understands and loves you, and know that you are not alone.
So to the mom whose Mother’s Day is bittersweet:
Happy Mother’s Day for the child you wanted, for the child you lost, for the child you fought for, for the child who has turned from you, for the mother that failed you. Whatever your story may be, I pray a special blessing on you today. That you would see through the surface exclamations today and see Jesus on the other side, knowing everything you are facing and saying “Happy Mother’s Day to YOU”.
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