Mother's Day. Could be simple, fun, upbeat, celebratory, but that would not be taking into consideration all the other aspects that are perhaps more pressing for many people. Mack brought a poem she found, which I followed with a prayer. And then we closed with this video from Mr. T, because all the heaviness in the room needed some diffusing.
Here's the poem that Mack brought:
To those who gave birth this year with their first child- we celebrate with you
To those who lost a child this year- we mourn with you
To those who are in the trenches with little ones every day and wear the badges of food stains- we appreciate you
To those who have experience loss through miscarriages, failed adoptions, or running away- we mourn with you
For those who walk the hard path of infertility fraught with pokes, prods, tears and disappointment- we walk with you. Forgive us when we say foolish things. We don't mean to make this harder than it is.
For those who are foster mom's, mentor moms, and spiritual moms- we need you
To those who have warm and close relationships with your children- we celebrate with you
To those who have disappointment, heart ache, and distance with your children- we sit with you
To those who have lost their mothers this year- we grieve with you
To those who experienced abuse at the hands of your own mother- we acknowledge your experience
To those who have lived through driving tests, medical tests, and the overall testing a motherhood- we are better for having you in our midst
To those who are single and long to be married and mothering their own children- we mourn with you that life has not turned out the way you long for it to be
To those who are step-parents- we walk with you on this journey
To those who envisioned lavishing love on grandchildren, yet that dream is not meant to be- we grieve with you
To those who will have emptier nests in the upcoming year- we grieve and rejoice with you
To those who have placed children up for adoption we commend you for your selflessness- we remember how you hold that child in your heart
To those who are pregnant with new life, both expected and surprising- we anticipate with you
This Mother's Day we walk with you
Mothering is not for the faint of heart and we have real warriors in our midst. We remember you.
And here's the prayer I wrote:
Mother’s Day is…a joyous occasion, a painful reminder; a time for celebration, a time for grief; difficult to get through, filled with love; blissfully simple, full of mixed emotions. And so we pray:
God, we thank you for the gift of life, and for our mothers, the vessels through which you bring new life. And, God, we tremble before you, aware of so much that is dredged up when we turn our attention toward honoring motherhood. So much hope, so much pain; so much joy, so much grief; so much memory, so much possibility; so much anxiety, so much contentment; so much that makes sense, so much that denies your presence; so much regret, so much thankfulness; so much understanding, so much that defies understanding.
We believe you identify with motherhood, that indeed you create us from out of yourself, out of your steadfast love, and breathe life into our dry bones and your Spirit into our dusty hearts. But we also remember that you declare of yourself in Deuteronomy that you, the Lord of Lords, mighty and awesome, are a God who shows no partiality and accept no bribes, and thus in motherhood, this gift and this burden, we are at a loss as to why this is so, why your rain of blessing falls on all of us in manifestly different measure.
So we in the same breath praise you and tremble before you, and yearn alongside the poet for hard times to come again no more, calling on you for both your effort and your presence. And we pray especially for the mothers here in our midst, that would endow them with patience and strength and wisdom, that our tumultuous world might be calmed by their effort and presence.
I had hoped to use this poem too, but space and timing didn't allow for it. I think this is a lovely poem for Mother's Day.