Monday, May 14, 2012: W2L – Mother’s Day Celebrations
“I’ve been investigating things that begin with the letter M” -The Mad Hatter, Alice in Wonderland, 2010
M – May, Mom, Mother’s Day, Mad, Marvelous, Memorable, Muchness, Magnificent… There are a myriad of traits I could list that describe why my mother deserves to be celebrated. Many start with the letter M. But the fact of the matter is, that I often can’t find words to describe my mother – that’s probably why this little piece is late. Whether this is because I am angry, lazy, flabbergasted or just amazed is up for debate. But the fact of the matter is, I don’t often take the time to really think about why my mom deserves her own celebration. Perhaps this is why I should.
That’s not to say that my mother doesn’t deserve to be celebrated. On the contrary, for all she puts up with from me and my siblings she deserves to be commended. She often says, “ I can’t do it all, I’m not a genie!” But I think she doth protest too much- the very idea that she finds the need to say this should speak to how highly we think of her, that she should have the power to do magical and amazing things.
The most wonderful and amazing thing about her, I think though, is that she finds ways to do all things, through Him who gives her strength. She has spent our whole lives teaching us how to live as Jesus intended us to live. She has taught us how to resolve our differences, to see things through Christ’s eyes, to walk into every situation fully equipped with the Armor of God. This is the best example of motherly love that I can think of, and I hope to one day be able to emulate her. For all the difficulty that living in the Kingdom and raising hard- headed children in the Kingdom causes, I think my mother will find amazing treasures lay in store for her in Heaven. And didn’t Jesus command that we bring Heaven to the Earth? This is why I take the time to celebrate my mom – because I know, that in the words of President Lincoln,
“I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.”