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Mother's Day rolls around once a year. What exactly is this ritual? What purpose does it serve? In a society that increasingly looks down on motherhood, despises the covenant of marriage, spurns the blessing of children, and destroys the distinctions both physical and occupational between men and women- why bother? Is this another leftover from the Christian feast of our forefathers? Is this just one more bloom from the springtime of Christianity that simply hasn't yet been successfully scorched by the humanistic heat of the Marxist summer? I think so.
Because, really, if we don't like motherhood, why do we celebrate it? Or is it really motherhood that we're celebrating?
"Even bad men love their mommas."
We all know that it is a good thing to have a day for recognizing all of the vastly under-appreciated labor that mothers do for their children, to step back, look at all of the little and insignificant things that our mom did for us that seem so small in themselves but amount to a staggering collection, and to say "thanks, Mom!"
Do we see beyond the simple (precious) fact that our mothers love us, anymore? Do we see the immense power that lies in the hands of faithful mothers? Do we fully understand the earth-shattering ramifications of the well-worn adage that "the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world"? Do we treasure the awesome calling of running a home?
Our world downplays this calling. "Housewife" is now an insult, and "stay-at-home mom" means "lazy slob" or perhaps "abused weakling." We celebrate Mother's Day, but not because motherhood is awesome. We just happen to like our moms.
I hope that we as Christians see more to motherhood than just "thanks, Mom."
Dad has often said that women (as mothers) are "one generation removed." While the men are pressing God's Word into the city gates, the women are at home, raising the next generation of leaders to do the same.
Somehow we see this as so derogatory- so shameful- so second-class and subservient.
That's a humanistic thought that needs taken captive.
(This statement, by the way, is not meant to downplay the roles which men have in the raising of the next generation, nor which women have in here-and-now discipleship pursuits, but rather to point out a pattern that we see in Scripture- in Pr. 31:23 and 26, for instance.)
Often, when I hear the power of Godly womanhood extolled, I feel like we are doing it simply to placate the latent feminism that rears its head when Biblical gender roles are discussed.
Not today. I ain't placatin' nothin'.
Godly womanhood is powerful. Immensely powerful. Motherhood- the simple act of bringing a living being, a soul, a person created in The Image of God, into this world- is a gift and a treasure. To be so intimately involved in the shaping of the next generation is an opportunity that no social worker, schoolteacher, nanny, or babysitter can ever dream of having. The power that rests in the hands of mothers across this nation dwarfs that of any government agency or media enterprise (even in spite of our best efforts to relinquish that power to the state via the school system).
This nation needs more women who will forsake the lies of feminism, reject the opinion of a godless culture, and come home.
This nation needs more women who will pour themselves into raising the next generation for Christ.
This nation needs more women like my mom.
I spoke above about how important it is that we have not just an appreciation for our mothers but a deep passion for the power of Godly womanhood. While I do believe this, it in no way detracts from the importance and value of recognizing the one mother that God has given to each of us. Mother's Day is a great opportunity to do this- to "arise and call her blessed," and to respect and acknowledge the massive amount of labor and love that our mothers have poured into us. In that vein, I want to praise my mother in the city gates a little bit, here. :-D
Here are three of the biggest things that I admire in my mother, and wish to apply to my own life:
- Faith - Scriptural submission in a marriage relationship is not a simple matter of a wife gritting her teeth and begrudgingly following the lead of her husband. Some of the biggest decisions in our family's history, some of the most scary leaps of faith that Dad has led us to, were opportunities for Mom to do this- to react in fear or stubbornness, to resist or remonstrate. She didn't do this. Her confident, supportive attitude towards my father throughout these times is a legacy that I treasure.
- Frugality - Mom's ability to stretch a penny is legendary in our circles. For some people, careful spending might seem shameful ("You shop at GOODWILL?" followed by a shocked expression). Not in our house. In our house we have a name for penny-pinching- we call it good stewardship. Mom's a master at it, and it has been a major asset to the family over the years.
- Depth - I asked my sisters for some of the things that they admired about Mom, and when they said this I realized how true it was. Mom has never been concerned about what other people think. This has, perhaps, its fullest ramifications in the simple fact that Mom embraces her calling as a homemaker, wife, and mother wholeheartedly and vigorously- in the face of a culture that despises everything that she stands for. Her desire to please God rather than man has allowed her to support Dad even when friends and relatives thought he was crazy. This depth of character also manifests itself in smaller ways. No matter where it comes out, though, it is a blessing.
Oh, and it sounds trite, but she's an awesome cook, too.
Long story short, if an excellent wife is worth far more than rubies, then my Dad is a rich man.
Thanks, Mom! I love you. Happy Mother's Day. :-)