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It’s Mother’s Day and I’m over here feeling all the feelings.

We make a big deal over honoring our mothers on this one day per year.

Flowers are bought, fancy dinners are cooked, families

are gathered. It’s beautiful. I think it’s fitting.

I’m grateful for Mothers Day,

because it gives me opportunity to

honor the mothers in my life.

My own dear mother, who alone

should get her own special day of recognition, simply for not giving

up on her fourth child.

My mother in law, (I just call her Mom)

who raised the strong steady

man of God, who I’m so

blessed to call mine… my sisters,

who are walking through motherhood

with me, whose struggles I

can relate to, and whose

examples I can learn from.

These women and others who

have been influential in my life, I

am proud to honor today.

But today also underlines in

my mind the fact that not

everyone has the privilege of

being a mother. Especially now

that I am a mother, I always

feel a little guilty on Mother’s Day .

I don’t deserve to be a mother. I am

so grateful and blessed; there

are women who would be much

more qualified mothers than me,

but for some reason God chose me.

In spite of my thankfulness, my

heart aches today, for women I

know and love, women to

whom Mothers Day is a day of

painful reminders.

Reminders that she hasn’t

been chosen yet to become a mother.

Reminders that she is a

mother, but the little souls that

made her a mother are waiting

to finally meet her in heaven.

Reminders that although

she is a mother, she feels like

she has somehow failed in

her calling, as one or more

of her children is not living for the Lord.

Reminders that her own

mother is no longer living.

This one brought tears to my eyes,

but because of my Grandmother.

This is her first Mothers Day

in heaven, and I’m sure the

flowers there are so much

better than any we could have

given her, but I have

been surprised today, at how

deeply I still miss her.

I’m not suggesting that

we stop celebrating Mother’s Day

. I’m just suggesting that

we also seek out the ones who

may not find this such a joyous

day, and let them know we love

them too.

While mothering is a beautiful

opportunity, it is not given to all

of us, and I just want to

recognize that.

I want to also recognize all

the “mothers” that my children are

blessed to have in their lives . You

all know who you are. They

adore you. Your influence on

them is so valuable to us. And

(God forbid) but if when they are teenagers, they go through the

stage where mom isn’t cool

anymore, I thank God that

they will have you to look up

to and confide in.

Wherever you find yourself in

life, I want to wish you blessings

today. Even if you aren’t

technically a mother, you

have an important place to fill.

God’s blessings as you each fulfil your calling in Christ.