Yesterday was Mother's Day. Many aspects of that day are happy ones for me. I have a wonderful mother who is my friend and a source of wisdom and ideas. She loves her grandchildren deeply and after sacrificing for years for her own children, continues to go above and beyond for her grandchildren. I have a mother-in-law who likes and approves of me (and yes, she loves me also but when it comes to in-laws, the other two things are sometimes more important) and she's also a devoted grandmother to our son. And of course, I myself am a mother. Our sweet little son turned 2 in March and daily he brings us joy and challenges. I love being a mother and I hope and pray that God has more children for us in our future.
But two women, two dear friends, were on my heart yesterday and I grieved for them. Both of them have lost two babies in the last year. Both of them are mothers with babies in heaven. And they aren't alone. Most of the women in my life have had miscarriages and the statistics on miscarriage are heartbreaking.
As the body of Christ, we are told to weep with those who weep and rejoice with those who rejoice. It's not wrong to celebrate Mother's Day. In fact, it's right and good to honor mothers because motherhood is not an easy job. But keep in mind on days like that that there are those for whom the day only brings grief and guilt. Children who are estranged from their mother or abandoned by their mother, women who have had miscarriages or abortions, mothers with wayward children, etc. Weep with these people as much as you rejoice with the others.