Happy belated Mother’s Day to all you moms out there! We had a wonderful time celebrating my beautiful mother. I’m so glad to have her and my lovely bonus mom (my mother-in-law). Frankly, I’m grateful to all the moms because the older I get, the more I realize that moms are heroes!
I’ve always known my mom is a hero. My birth father had a difficult time with things like staying sober and holding down a job, so Mom had to wear many hats. She was the primary breadwinner, protector, comforter, mother, father, and counselor. She also was brave enough to leave my birth father when things became untenable. She has been my prayer warrior, best friend, and the person I most want to be like. She’s amazing.
As a woman who has never had children, I can’t understand the depth of a mother’s love for her child. My mom loved me at my worst and prayed for me through a debilitating addiction that spanned decades. She never gave up on me. As a therapist, I have been privileged enough to sit with countless women as they discuss their unfailing love for their children. They have shown me that a mom never stops praying for and believing the best about her kids.
I came across a poem by Helen Steiner Rice simply entitled, A Mother’s Love, and it’s so beautiful I must share: “A mother’s love is something that no one can explain. It is made of deep devotion and of sacrifice and pain. It is endless and unselfish, and enduring come what may, for nothing can destroy it or take that love away. It is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking. And it never fails or falters, even though the heart is breaking. It believes beyond believing when all the world condemns, and it glows with all the beauty of the rarest, brightest gems. It is far beyond defining, it defies all explanation, and it still remains a secret like the mysteries of creation. A many splendored miracle man cannot understand, and another wondrous evidence of God’s tender, giving hand.”
In a world full of brokenness, many of us have still been blessed enough to experience that kind of love through a mom, grandma, or other nurturing woman God’s placed in our lives. I believe He does that to better help us understand His love. In fact, throughout the Bible, when God wants to convey His affection and tenderness towards us, He compares His devotion to that of a mother. In Isaiah 49:15, God likens Himself to a nursing mother when He asks, “Can a woman forget her nursing child, that she should have no compassion on the son of her womb? Even these may forget, yet I will not forget you.”
Let’s all raise a cheer and celebrate the women who represented God’s love to us throughout our lives. And ladies, it’s never too late to take someone under your wing that needs nurtured and show them the taste of heaven we call a mother’s love.
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