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Mothers Day Musing
Sure, Mothers Day is probably the invention of the florists and the candy makers.
But holidays are a chance for us to share something in common.
And what we have in common is a mother.
For the first nine months of our existence, give or take, our existence was absolutely dependent on the hospitality, the welcome, the willingness of one woman to bear us.
Each of us is, only because of that gift. Absolutely, entirely, completely.
None of us started off alone.
Each one of us, as soon as we had ears to hear, heard our own perhaps, but also another’s heart beating.
Not just beating with us, or near us, but also for us.
Do you think that had an effect on our psyche? On our deepest longings? On our understanding of what LIFE is?
Thanks, mom, for the hint. That our task in life is to understand that life is a gift. And to understand that God’s heart beats with us, near us, and for us.
May 19th, 2008 at 7:51 am
Note to self. As per prior experience, I was wrong. Mother’s Day was the invention of a nice lady from an Episcopal-Methodist Church, who wanted to encourage mothers with a white carnation. No more, no less.