A Word to All of Us Women on Mothers' Day

Trudy G. Seward
2 days ago
5 min read

Over the years as a participant and a leader in women's ministries, as well as in counseling and coaching women, and just being there for women of various walks, occupations, and degrees of Biblical spirituality or none, I have been privileged to hear, and hear of, numerous women's experiences that speak of exhilaration and celebration, pain and unanswered questions, and bewilderment and shock.

My practice is to point to God through the Scriptures. As well, I consistently have handy lots of Kleenex to give women to dry tears—sad tears or happy tears.

There are so many women in each area I mention that, if there is a similarity to your stories, it is accidental and simply demonstrates that you are not alone. Each woman's story is unique to her, yet there are so many stories in each category acknowledged that toward the end of this post, I share some tips that will, for some be an encouragement to persevere by the grace of God according to His Word. Likewise, for others, they will be help overcome challenges.

I see myself in more than one of the categories named below. See if you find yourself in any of them. The directives toward the end of the post are for all of us.

This post is to moms in the flesh and moms in the Spirit, to moms who are surrogates in the flesh or in the Spirit, to women who want to be moms now and young girls who will want to be moms in the future. This is to women who are loving being a mom, or are exhausted, overwhelmed or weary due to “mommy-hood” demands, fighting for your parental rights, or trying to protect your children from society's immoralities.

This is for moms whose babies, for any reason, are in heaven. This is for the moms who along with their children, need comfort because the dad either left or died.

These words are for those who wish their lives had been different in the mom-category—who want to be moms but are unable, who wish they had been moms when younger but it didn't work out that way, for those who wanted more children but couldn't, and for those who wish their lives had been different either through their own choices or because of someone's violent acts against them.

As well, this is to all the moms who pray and hope that they and their children will reconcile differences and eventually have peace between them, feeling that a positive relationship would be nice. This is to the moms who have given up their children for adoption, believing it to be the best they could do for their children at the time, and for the moms who would love to have had those children back later, and for the moms who they or their children did meet up later, or wanted to but couldn't, and for those who wouldn't. This is for the moms who adopted children, welcoming them as part of their homes and families.

These words are for moms whose homes and families are intact and happy and making wonderful memories together, and for those whose homes are fractured and sad and wishing they could make some memories that are special. This post is for the single moms. Additionally, for the step-moms who are loving the children of any age in a family blended or not, and for the foster moms who do the same.

These words are for the women whose children have died—one, some, or all. And for those whose children are miles away geographically or in the heart, and for every woman who have a child or children have been turned against you by someone.

This post is for every woman who is a caregiver for their children or others' children who are ill or have been to any degree for any duration; or whose children are challenged physically, emotionally, intellectually, socially, or with sensory or learning disabilities of any kind.

Additionally, for the women who are unable to see with their own eyes their children, grandchildren, or great-grandchildren for any good or bad reason, and for those who are able to participate in the lives of their generations. This post is, too, for those whose children have left the nest, and you've had to bid farewell.

This is for the women who have had or still have to watch children suffer for any reason and cannot mother that suffering away.

For the women who miss their moms because of illness, or because their moms have died, or for any other circumstances, this post is also for you. It is, as well, for the moms who might be in another category that I've missed!

You are precious. You are loved. You are valued. All of this at least by God if not also in human hearts. Rejoice in the Lord. Rejoice in the Lord always.[1] Today, or whatever day you are reading this, is part of the “always” in which God says for us to rejoice. Here's some beauty in that:

God is Sovereign. He is loving. He is good and He is faithful.[2] He has a plan and will respond to and answer you. If you are sad, He hears your cries, sighs, and prayers and in His way and timing will answer—which are always the best and most effective. And if you are happy, speak loudly your praises to Him. He loves that, too.

If you are in any pain, your rejoicing is obedience to God and is a highly valued sacrifice to Him. He sees. He knows. He loves you. He cares, and gathers your tears in a bottle.[3] I'm sure that includes the tears of your heart, too!

Pointers to carry out:

Read the Scriptures. If you don't already make a regular habit of reading them, do so. You will gain true knowledge of God and of His love for you through them.

Trust in the Lord.[4] Let Him set you on the Rock that is Jesus, Yeshua.[5]

Pray. Pray for one another and pray for the children, their situations, and the Lord's desire for them to come to fruition. Pray for the ill, the lost, the violated, the trafficked, abused, persecuted, and abandoned. Pray for the gifted. Pray for each one to choose, if they haven't already, to know God through Jesus Christ, Yeshua the Messiah, who alone is our salvation [6], hope, joy, and life, and to follow Him.