Random Thoughts on Mothers Day


I’m so thankful for the great gift of getting to be a mother.  I always wanted children, and could imagine the grief I should feel if I couldn’t have them.  It’s a very strange time we live in, when so many women do not have children, and those that do are not particularly respected.  Incredibly, the privilege of staying home with small children is treated by this society as akin to being some kind of loafer—as though caring for children means spending one’s days on the couch watching television.  As a society, we are so removed from children and their needs, many people spend days and weeks and months without even having close contact with a child. 


In ancient times children were highly desired by women.  A mother’s love was unquestioned.  The Jewish prophet Isaiah asked “Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne?”  In his time the answer was obviously “no.”  In this culture we see mothers uncaring of their children’s needs, but that is a sign of a dying culture.  Normally, throughout the ages, a mother’s love has been known as the highest, most generous and most trustworthy love.  And so, the prophet goes on to say (speaking for God)  “though even if that should be possible, I won’t forget you.  I have tattooed your name on the palm of my hand.”


I am grateful for the insight that the mothering experience gives me into the heart of God.  I have experienced that feeling of  “lioness” protectiveness toward my children, of concern for their wellbeing, of never being able to forget them, of wanting to know they are safe and well.  I have also experienced the broken-heartedness of letting them go their own way—sometimes because they had to go, and sometimes because they were defiant, self-centered, and totally uncaring toward their mother’s feelings.  I think of the times  I’ve lived life “my way”, totally uncaring toward the God who made me.  Not until I came to be a mother was I able to understand how I could break the heart of God by my callousness towards Him.


Cultures come and cultures go.  Ours is a callous culture for the most part, but mother love will last, and it will come back into vogue.  Otherwise, the human race won’t survive.  One thing in favor of it—the women who really want children will be the ones who have them, and mother love will live on.


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One Response to “Random Thoughts on Mothers Day”

  1. dcmattozzi Says:

    Thanks and God Bless

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