Our household seems to reside on the fringe of ‘normal’. Usually this doesn’t phase me. I accept that the decisions we make and the convictions we have make us different.
Being followers of Christ makes us different.
Through the lens of our faith we’ve had to evaluate why we do many things. How we dress, what we watch, what we listen to, where our children are educated, what we celebrate and why we celebrate it.
…and today is Mother’s Day.
Because today I do not get to celebrate with all of my children. One left this world less than one month after she entered it.
My Mother’s Day (just like everyday) is incomplete.
But then I started to think further along these lines.
What makes a mother?
It isn’t becoming pregnant. There are many awesome and dedicated moms that have never carried a pregnancy and they are still mothers.
It isn’t the process of birth. There are women who have conceived and have not birthed a live child and they are still mothers.
It isn’t the raising of children. There are some women who have children that never live long enough to grow and receive instruction and they are still mothers.
Motherhood happens in the heart before anything else.
It happens the moment a women realizes that she can and will care for someone in need of guidance and mentoring and nurturing. Often it will be at the sacrifice of her own comfort.
…and those that she chooses to love this way may never live under the same roof as her.
I am blessed to know women who may not have “children of their own” but are certainly mothering many! I know too many who have never brought their precious babies home, and whether or not they are blessed with another child they will always be moms. I count myself blessed to know dear women who have chosen to bring home their children through adoption, knowing fully that shared bloodlines do NOT make a mom.
So this Mother’s Day and those that come after I will refuse to think inside the box and limit the calling God has placed on women’s hearts. I will celebrate the heart of women who look beyond their own wants to see the needs of others.
I am thankful for the women related by blood who have raised me with love and to love, and I am thankful to those women related by His blood who encourage me to live for Him.
Happy “Mothers” Day