Mothers have been on my mind a lot lately. The length to which some mothers go to nurture, defend, and assist their children is amazing to me. (Not to take anything away from fathers, but right now I’m thinking about mothers.)

I know a mother whose 3-year-old son is battling cancer. She keeps others updated through an online journaling site. She is juggling keeping life “normal” for her older son, while tending to the myriad of details with the cancer treatment. Her comment that “my life is some odd sort of sideways for now...” struck a cord.

I know another mother whose 20-year-old son was recently released from prison. She has tirelessly worked to help him settle into some form of “normal living” while dealing with a rebellious 17 year old at home. During a heartfelt conversation several months ago, she admitted to me that she sometimes daydreams that she and her husband never had children and how “stress free” their lives might be. Then she quickly added that she knows God gave her these sons for a reason.

With the terrible tragedy in Arizona this past week, I think of all the mothers affected by those events. There is the mother of the young girl victim, the mother of the Congresswoman, the mothers of the heroes, the mother of the shooter. No doubt, there are thousands of different emotions playing out with these many mothers.

There was a time when my kids were little and we had moved to a new neighborhood. I was working outside the home, so had less opportunity to get out and meet the neighbors. When I did, they would often say,”oh you’re the mother of the triplets.” During our kids’ school years, we are often known for whom we are the mothers of …good and bad, depending on what the kid may have done or not done! How do you feel if you’re the mom of the kid who started the playground fight? Maybe different than if your kid was the one who was awarded the Good Citizen of the month award.

As kids get older, there are even bigger achievements and bigger disappointments to mother. You don’t stop being a mother when your kids go off to college or when they get married or when they turn 50. Things just change. Often times the issues and problems you encounter with the “babies” are far more difficult than you could have ever imagined when you held that newborn in your arms for the first time. If I had a quarter for every time a mother has asked me to pray for her (strength, mothering skills, etc.) I would be rich indeed!

Dear Gracious and loving God, I pray that your loving touch reaches out over all the mothers of the world. May you guide us not to pass judgment on other mothers because of their circumstances, but rather to offer support and a willingness to open our hearts to their situations. May we love our earthly children as much as you have loved all of your children. Please help all mothers know that we can do our best to raise our children, but that some days we will do better than other days. Amen

Andrea Heshmati

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1. Laura Ebel wrote:
Andrea, thank you so much for this devotion. It really struck a chord with me. I need to remember that we are a stronger force together than alone.
Thank you!!

Fri, January 14, 2011 @ 8:10 PM

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