A friendly warning: Don’t wait too long to buy your Mother’s Day cards. One year I went Mother’s Day card shopping on theMonday after. Big mistake. The cards had all been taken away. I had an incredibly understanding mother and wife, but I learned my lesson.
In honor of our mothers, here’s a little something I thought was good. The author is Angela Thomas Guffey.
In the midst of unloading the dishwasher, matching a hundred white socks every week and giving more explanations than required by legal counsel in a deposition, my soul fell asleep. It happened so slowly that I didn’t even know I had been tranquilized by the joys and the monotony of motherhood. The blur of my real life with a husband, children, school, and church had come roaring in like a major league fastball. I had proudly stepped into the batter’s box wearing a brand new uniform with SUPERMOM on my back. But stress and deep anxiety filled most of my days. I was shackled to my commitments and a mom image that always seemed to elude me. I let my children become overinvolved and modeled for them the fine art of overdoing. My to-do list was in control of my days, and my to-be list had gotten lost in the pile. I had been mistaken. I thought that the goal of motherhood was to be a supermom. But in fact, the goal of mothering is to be a woman of God to your children. A woman of God is intimately connected to her Savior. A woman of God can love and give from the overflowing cup God has filled.
My sister in the pursuit of quick meals and clean laundry,
My co-laborer in raising good kids who grow up to love Jesus,
Let us not become weary or distracted in the care of our souls.
My dad died a year ago today. Every day I am grateful for him. But his absence makes me especially grateful that my mom is still very much alive. I love her and appreciate her very much. I’ve attached her picture. I bought her card and Helen’s a week ago. Just to be safe.