This Sunday is Mother’s Day, a day to honor that special woman in your life that gave birth to you. A day to be pampered by your husband and doted on by your children, if you happen to be a mother yourself.
I happen to love Mother’s Day as it gives me even one more reason to tell my mom how much I love and appreciate her. I’ve never been able to do that “by blog” before though so here goes…
“Mom – I sent you a card in the mail which will probably get their by Father’s Day (thanks Canada Post!), and I will see you in person next Wednesday, but I want you to know that I love you, on Mother’s Day and every day. I am truly blessed to have you as my mother, my example of what a woman of God and loving mother looks like. I am so glad for the friendship we share and the many ways that you continue to mother me even though I have kids of my own now. You are amazing.”
Now that I am a mother myself, I can’t help but feel even more a part of this specially marked calendar day. We aren’t real big in the Johnston house about “small” holidays though and when I heard a friend of mine was getting a new Vera Bradley bag, I laughingly told her, “I’m getting to preach!”
Yep, I will be doing the Mother’s Day sermon at Kingsview this Sunday. This is a bit daunting. Do I preach a traditional message about why God chose mothers? Or focus on a particular mother in the Bible that exhibited extraordinary character? Or spend some time helping people think about the positive qualities of their own mothers? What to do?
I have decided to blaze a new trail for a Mom’s Day sermon. I am actually going to be talking about a father, a father named Jairus with a dying 12 year old daughter, who falls desperately at the feet of Jesus in order to plead for his daughter’s life. It is not hard for me, however, to imagine that it was actually the girl’s mother who sent the father on this quest for Jesus because she herself absolutely refused to leave the girl’s side.
I’m going to be talking about restoring our belief that Jesus can still do the impossible in our lives, even bringing dead things back to life…dead hopes, lost dreams, prayers we’ve stopped praying because we feel forgotten about. I am believing for new belief, new joy to spring forth in our hearts.
So, happy mom’s day to all you moms. I pray you never stop believing for God to do spectacular things in your lives!