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Waiting Is Never Easy

mommy and baby noelleFrom the time I was a very young girl I dreamt about being a mother.

Holding my own little freshly bathed and powdered baby.

Rocking her gently and singing her lullabies.

But although my longing was strong , I did not experience the joys of motherhood

until later in life.

Yes, one Mother’s Day after another passed

with me whispering another prayer of relinquishment

and asking for peace from the One Who loves me like none other.

I focused on showering my love on other mothers around me

and knowing that there are many ways to mother.

But it was not always easy.

Times of waiting never are.

But one day that all changed and I found myself holding the sweetest little girl in my arms.

Seven months old  of  loveliness and charm captivated my heart

and since that moment  I have walked that path of Motherhood.

My heart wanders back to moments of dancing with her in the night

Times when  I, a single parent, came  home from a long day of teaching and classes

and quietly tiptoed  up to her room.

I’d quietly step  to her crib and joy of joys, she’d lift her curly head to greet me.

Mommy was home. And she’d pull herself up and reach out her arms

And I’d scoop her into my longing ones.

Together we’d dance around her bedroom

enjoying

each other.

The high point of my day – being with her.

Blowing bubbles together

and hilarious moments of laughter.

Weary, up at night moments,

On my knees prayer times seeking wisdom and

Holding a sick child and praying for healing.

Double the joy when I was blessed to adopt again a tiny toddler from Russia.

Snuggle moments and tender moments

anxious moments, prayerful moments

that seem to pass too fast.

Yes, much too fast.

Today my girls are 21 and 14.

Where do those years go?

I wouldn’t trade anything for the joy I have had of being their mother.

But on this Mother’s Day my heart wanders easily to

those women who struggle with Mother’s Day for a number of reasons.

Longings unfulfilled

Broken hearts

Prodigal sons and daughters

Mothers  who are not with us anymore.

So much that can cause the heart to feel sadness at this time.

Always remember that He is the heart knower.

Yes, He knows all those longings and deep sorrows.

He knows and understands.

Reach out to your mother on this day if she is living

and hold your children close if you can.

Love is from God  and it shines forth from shore to shore for all of time and beyond

His Love beats with passion

for you, my friend.

Shining moments all over.

Never forget it!

 

Shining Moments

“I hate Mother’s Day” she sobbed.

I listened longing to wrap my arms around her.

“It’s the same thing every year.

Every where I look I see cards

and advertisements and reminders of this kind of mother I’m supposed to be.

Even the preacher of our church…

preaches on Proverbs 31

every year.” Her hands squeezed the tissue she held into pieces.

“I feel so inadequate.

like such a huge failure.”

I’ll never forget this conversation. I was in my twenties and she was a young mother of 3.

And although I longed to be a mother and could not possibly know her pain,

I felt this distraught woman’s heart.

Surrounded by young children day after day

her husband working long hours…

She needed a friend

She needed a break.

Today, many years later, I can honestly say

that being a mother is the most demanding,

most challenging

and sometimes hardest of all the things that I have ever done.

My daughters are my heart.

I think about them all the time.

I cheer with their successes

I weep with them when they experience pain.

It’s 24 hour, day after day commitment.

And you just about think that you have navigated one challenge

when another will raise its face.

It’s absolutely humbling causing me to bow again and again with my face to the floor

desperately seeking His wisdom, strength and peace. I need Him.

But it’s also the most rewarding, the most exhilarating,

the highest of privileges I’ve ever had.

To hold your tiny baby

and realize that you,

you are the one to pour into her life,

and help her to become all that God wants her to be.

To be His Hands,

His Heart,

His Mind

teaching His Will and His Way

during the ever so fleeting moments that your child is with you.

Motherhood will cause you to see your own inadequacies like nothing else.

But

we are not meant to be perfect.

We will become weary at times.

We will need support and advice.

We will need some breaks.

A mother captures those special moments and treasures them in her heart.

Let go of the failures

hold onto the wins.

Let go of the less than perfect and celebrate each glorious moment

because

before we know it

this season will have passed and will be only a memory.

Of all the things I do these days

I love coaching moms

building within them a sense of confidence and strength.

Yes, I’m walking slowly through this season of motherhood

savoring the good times

and treasuring the joy and thanking my Lord for it all.

Focusing on the wins and learning – always learning.

How about you?

If you ever want to talk with a Mom Coach just send me an email.

You were not meant to go through it alone.

 

 

Shining Moments

Have you ever felt overwhelmed as a mother?

I remember well those first few minutes, days and hours

when I held my own precious bundle of life.

Emotions flooded my soul

as I held her sleeping body.

Clickety clack went the Russian train as it carried us back toMoscow.

Unknowns screamed for my attention

but as I gazed down at her face

so at peace as she slept through the night ride

as I could do was whisper thanks to the One who planned

that I would mother her for life.

This Mother’s Day, I celebrate mothers all over

especially mothers in poverty stricken countries.

Mothers who look longingly,

lovingly,

at their little ones

and struggle with vast unknowns.

Water

food

shelter

protection. Things I have in abundance here.

Day after day is a struggle to survive for these mothers

who hold their young close to their hearts as I do mine.

I can only try to imagine.

My life is so different

but I long to make a difference.

As I mother my two adopted daughters here in the States

life is so different for us.

Challenges still

but resources abound.

God knows how my heart reaches out during long nights when sleep is far

and my prayers go around the world. Praying for them.

Mothers and children.

Needs are so great.

How can we who have so much

do less than give our very best.

My life could have so easily been one of continued survival for the simple necessities

but instead He chose to use my heart to shine a light on the need

and to  urge those who read these words to reach out to  these mothers

in any way possible. To give myself in anyway I can.

To go if I could…yes, to go and work side by side.

At the heart of motherhood is a deep, powerful love for your child.

A love that strengthens in the toughest of times

that digs its heels in saying

no matter what

your life, my precious child, is more important than mine

I will take care of you,

protect you,

shelter you,

teach you to survive.

I do the same for mine and so do all those mothers in poverty stricken places.

What can you and I do to celebrate and support these mothers?

Check out the Child Survival Program of Compassion.

It helps saves the lives of babies and mothers in poverty by utilizing

local churches to assist them.

Mothers can give their children a chance.

Mothers whose hearts beat for their children as deeply as my heart beats for mine.

God uses everything to serve His Purpose.

For many years

as I waited and longed to become a mother

Mother’s Day was a difficult day

Today I long for it to be a day

when I not only celebrate God’s goodness to me

but also use it to focus on the needs of mothers in poverty.

Let’s help them.

Let’s do what we can to ease the suffering.

Thank you Compassion for this program that touches the heart of all mothers.

http://www.compassion.com/help-babies.htm