By Pastor Andy
First, a disclaimer. As a man I’m not qualified to say what mothering or motherhood is, but I want to try to put it in words as I’ve had the privilege to experience, witness, watch, and be in awe of mothers and mothering. So this is my flawed attempt to honor God’s gift of mothering today.
Mothering is a sacrifice. It’s the seemingly unanswered prayers to conceive, exhaustion and nausea of pregnancy, the time spent switching out a wardrobe of clothing, the bodily scars, the risks of complications, the feeding, pumping, and constant care. It’s wondering when is the right time for potty training, cell phones, dating, and all the awkward talks. It’s regrets about what might have been and the heartbreak of loss. It’s a lifetime of active, wearying love-in-action and of ongoing worry about, as someone once said, having pieces of your heart running around in the world.
Mothering is a gift. The dreaming of what might be, the life growing inside, the out-loud speaking of possible names to see how they sound, the feeling of purpose, the visible and tangible sign of hope. It’s a connection that cannot be put into words and a closeness never to be replicated. It’s giggles and leaps into arms and embraces too sweet to ever end. It’s movie marathons on snow days and spontaneous hot cocoa. Deep conversations late at night and sharing stories of first loves. It’s making plans to celebrate accomplishments and the joy of, as someone once said, having pieces of your heart running around in the world.
Today we thank God for mothers, motherhood, and mothering. We celebrate with all who celebrate today, we grieve with all who grieve, and we point to hope in God’s ongoing, mothering love.
We offer several opportunities throughout the year for small group study.
Pastor Andy is teaching a class on the European Reformation.
Mens Discussion Group - this month's topic is Climate Change
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