So how was your Mother’s Day?
Well, my mom and my daughter are both in the hospital, so . . . . My friend’s voice faded to nothing.
Nothing. Like the postmark on an envelope that never was mailed.
Another friend’s mother died about 10 days before Mother’s Day.
And there’s another friend whose son hasn’t spoken to her in years.
There’s the friend whose prayers to become a mom were never answered.
And there’s the friend whose child is dead.
We all carry an image in our mind of what Mother’s Day should look like:
Scrubbed and shining children bear trays of burnt toast and half-scrambled eggs.
Extravagant bouquets fill the room with the fragrance of pink.
Brunch buffets offer salmon, 16 salads, and a chocolate fountain.
Dads grill burgers, flipping them onto paper plates, so Mom can have the day off.
Was there ever an idea as ridiculous as Mom taking a day off?
Our hands may rest, but our hearts never do.
And it’s those overactive hearts of ours that can make a holiday hurt.
It’s easy to look around and see Hallmark moments happening everywhere.
It hurts. It hurts deep down to the roots of our mama’s hearts, our hearts stretched big by the constant calisthenics of raising children.
My advice? Let it hurt.
It’s easy to think we should cheer up. It’s easy to think that our sadness results from an ill-begotten pity party.
It’s easy to think we’re supposed to be happy and cheerful no.matter.what.
As a wise friend once told me, sometimes you just have to let it hurt.
So do what soothes the pain. Take a little trip. Read a good book. Eat ice cream. Walk. Garden. Yell.
But don’t pretend the pain isn’t legitimate.
Therefore, since we have been justified by faith,we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ.2 Through him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God.3 Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, 4 and endurance produces character, and character produces hope,5 and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.
Romans 5:1-5 (ESV)
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