Here are two great articles about mothering in light of the Gospel:
First, “A Mother’s Day for All Women” from Practical Theology for Women:
And mom who fails her children regularly (because that’s most everyone else), preach the gospel to yourself this day. If you have any grasp on your reality, you are likely painfully aware of every failure you’ve made with your children. And maybe you are fatigued by the fears of future failure as well. It’s okay that your children expose your own sin to yourself. In fact, it’s the moms who don’t seem daily aware of their failures that most concern me. Christ has made the way for you to be at peace.
Second, “Motherhood is Victory” from the Desiring God blog:
The sacrifices we make every day are not made in a losing battle. They are the sacrifices of the victorious. They are the cost of a winning war…But the love that we need, the reminders we need, is to love them, not for our own sake, but for what God is doing through them. We need a supernatural love. We need to believe in the victory, to mother in faithful confidence…These mouths we are feeding — these are the mouths that God has ordained to use to silence the enemy.The victory is ours, because the Savior is ours.
PJ and I planned to not even tell the kids about Mother’s Day. You see, holidays are hard. Big ones, small ones—it doesn’t matter. The kids go c-r-a-z-y. I am positive that Satan descends upon our home intent on sucking all the joy out of a happy day. The craziness is particularly elevated when we’re celebrating the Lord or His work. The Fourth of July has gone ok. I think Columbus Day was just fine, too. But after a year of difficult holidays, I wanted nothing more than for May 13th to pass on by. However, I forgot that we would (happily!) be celebrating our own mothers around our kids. And smart little ones that they are, they connected my celebration of my mother and mother-in-law to what Mother’s Day would mean for them…celebrating me.
My soul was on edge all day, waiting for the crazy to break loose. But the Lord so sweetly took care of me. Yes, crazy things happened. The washing machine broke (and is broken-gah!). I had to deal with straight-up defiance at church when I should have been eating a doughnut. Harley took up residence in the foliage surrounding the church building, prompting a lengthy search followed by a need to pull out some good old Love and Logic. But all through the day, He kept the enemy at bay. I am so thankful for a day of relative peace.
In the end, Mother’s Day is one day out of the year. A crazy day would have been insanely frustrating, but it would not have changed the fact that God is so good and is working in our family 24/7. My children are blessings from the Lord, even if those blessings are a bit in disguise on certain days. If only I can remember this on Father’s Day…or devise a better plan for sneaking that day past our kids!