of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
But this morning, the pounding of my heart tells me there's something more.
All this on top of everything else—the daily rigors of making a life, and living well.
Something very special happens each time a mother brings a child into this world... each time a baby is born. All heaven rejoices at Abba Father's unique and special handiwork. All mothers know this awesome feeling. Today I celebrate the day I gave birth to my only daughter many years ago. What a gift she is to me as I have seen her grow up from infancy to early childhood to teen years and finally adulthood. I know life has not always been easy for her, but she is carrying herself well through the mountains and the valleys. As a mother you wish you could have your children in your nest forever, but of course that is not how life works. At some point you have to let go of them, and let them find and live their own lives, the beautiful life God intended for them. On your birthday, dear daughter I thank God all over again for the gift of you. Thank you for honoring me as your mother. Because of that, you will prosper in all you do, and you will live long in the land God has called you to. My prayer: Daughter, always move up to the next level of your life, walking toward the glorious destiny that Abba Father has prepared for you.
Indeed, motherhood is a unique privilege. Being a mother has taught me firsthand the unspoken truth behind it, in motherhood lies the true meaning of dying to self and becoming a humble servant.
Carrying a child for nine months inside your womb is the easiest part. Imparting life to that human being, way beyond the physical... this is the hardest part, yet the greatest privilege of being a mother.
Footwashing is the word that comes to my heart.
Jesus washed the feet of the apostles at the Last Supper, the night before He died, as an act of humility and servanthood.
To be a mother is to be a foot washer. In more ways than one, being a mother requires serving our children willingly, not grudgingly. Footwashing in my willing service, then through the never-ending intercession that I offer to heaven on their behalf.
I serve my children by praying for them.
I pray regularly for protection, guidance, provision, spiritual growth, endurance, and encouragement.
Undoubtedly, there have been many mistakes in the past. Footwashing includes thanking the Lord for His ongoing redemption.
Nevertheless, I am also grateful for the many things I did right.
I am thankful that the faithful God has given me the heart to be faithful to my children. That I never gave up on them. That I remain committed till the end.
In a manner of speaking, their father and I have taught our horses how to cross the river, and they are now safely on the other side.
We couldn't have done it on our own.
I am so thankful for the humble grace Abba Father has given.
So here I am, 40 years of being a mother... so thankful for the lessons in humility, self-sacrifice, a heart that keeps on forgiving, and never stops believing.
Inevitably, a mother will be blamed for things that she never intended to do. Maybe there is still a wound that is bleeding in her children's hearts, a grudge, a painful memory...
But how often does she have to say, I'm sorry?
Abba Father says. Whatever you have lacked, I have provided, and continue to provide. You can rest in My love.
Indeed, Abba Father is the Ultimate Footwasher. He washes my feet as well.
And today, my heart overflows with gratitude.
Thank You Abba, for the opportunity You have given me to be a mother.
There are still so many things on my heart that I want to say... but for now, this will do.
The Amplified Bible Classic Edition says it beautifully:
For now we are looking in a mirror that gives only a dim (blurred) reflection [of reality as in a riddle or enigma], but then [when perfection comes] we shall see in reality and face to face! Now I know in part (imperfectly), but then I shall know and understand fully and clearly, even in the same manner as I have been fully and clearly known and understood [by God]. - 1 Corinthians 13:12
Only in eternity will the full story be revealed.
And only on the day I leave earth will I stop being a mother to my children.
This is a song I sing everyday... I never get tired of it because it is my story... it is my song. My tribute to God's faithfulness.
"You Are So Faithful" by Bob Fitts
Like the sun that rises everyday,
You are so faithful. Lord, You are faithful.
Like the rain that You send,
And every breath that I breathe,
You are so faithful, Lord
Like a rose that comes alive every spring,
You are so faithful. Lord, You are faithful.
Like the life that You give,
to every beat of my heart,
You are so faithful, Lord.
I see the cross and the price You had to pay,
I see the blood that washed my sins away.
In the midst of the storm
through the wind and the waves,
You'll still be faithful, You'll still be faithful,
When the stars refuse to shine and time is no more,
You'll still be faithful,
You'll still be faithful, Lord.







1 comment:
Lidj,
How can I leave a comment after 8 years of silence? My Judith has been gone that long but I went her her blog today and then to yours. (My blog I removed years ago and I am no longer on Facebook). Need to simplify due to pain.
I can also attest to God's faithfulness in mothering but mine are not fully launched yet. Thank you for your heart and your testimony.
I am well. God continues to provide small Gifts of Hope in the midst of chronic pain. He also provides friends to walk the journey. You were a friend to walk the cancer Journey with Judy mom and losing her I could no longer continue following and engaging with you. I am sorry but the weight of grief as you know sometimes needs changes in a pattern. You are now missed and the initial pain has subsided. So, I was delighted you are still consistently writing. Your presence on the Internet is a light to a dark world. Blessings to you this Christmas season. Amy Guerino
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