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Northside Journal Mother's Day 07

This past Mother’s Day I was blessed to spend time with my mom and the mother of my children during their special day.  I realize that some children do not have the blessing of godly loving mothers like I have or my children have, but most of us had loving mothers who cared for us, encouraged us and gave us a part of herself to build our lives upon.  The Psalmist made a wonderful discovery that we need to look into during this special week.  Here is his observation: LORD, my heart is not haughty, nor my eyes lofty.  Neither do I concern myself with great matters, nor with things too profound for me.  2 Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with his mother; like a weaned child is my soul within me. (NKJV)


He has lost his personal pride and haughty spirit that so often ruins relationships with others and the Lord,  and he no longer worries about things he cannot change.  Instead he has come to the point in his life where his spirit is calm and quiet, like that of a child with his mother.  That make me stop and think for a while… if I need to come to such maturity, is there a sequence, a route to follow?  Let’s look back at how that mother’s care is so much like the loving care of our heavenly Father.


First as a baby, unable to speak or make my needs known I would cry (or scream) when I needed attention.  But not just someone… Mom.  Before I knew how to talk I knew the sound of Mom’s heartbeat, I knew her smell, her touch, her voice, her smile. I didn’t know what she was saying, but I knew she was talking to me and caring for my needs.  This is how it is when someone is first born again into God’s kingdom.  We didn’t know the language yet nor did we know how to talk to our heavenly Father, but when we made our needs known, He was there. We learned the sound of His heartbeat, His voice, His touch, even the feel of His smile, and that was enough.  But, surely we begin to grow up spiritually just like that baby begins to grow and we learn language and with that language we learn to love her praise as she coos over us or as she sooths our pain or disappointment.  We, even learn the stern rebuke of her “No no!”  Her language could bring smiles of joy and tears of a broken heart.  Even so, for the person who is now a child of God, we grow spiritually to understand the language of our Father.  We learn to recognize His praise, His soothing and, yes, His rebuke. For you see, just as our mother loved us so does our Heavenly Father.


We also learn how to call her name when we are frightened by bad dreams, or storms or even the unseen terror of a dark night.  We learned to call her name when we were sick, had a headache, or just needed a back scratching… we called on her because we knew she will be there and would bring the help that was needed.  Yes, our heavenly Father is just like that too, we learn that He is always there and He always cares.  When we call on Him, he is ready and able to do “exceedingly more” than we can ask or think.


Trust was first given and then proved by our moms.  We first learned to trust that she would feed us nourishing food, not poison. She really would hold our hand as we learned to take those baby steps. Later we learned she would really be home for us when to bus dropped us off, or pick us up when she said she would.   We learned that we could confide in her, seek her wisdom or knowledge and she would take the time that was needed to teach us, train us and walk with us.  Yes, yes, yes… so it is with our Heavenly Father!  We learn to trust Him when He says “I will never leave you or forsake you”.  We learn that He will do everything He said He would do.  Not just the healing or the giving of wisdom and knowledge, but in His own way, gives us that loving back scratch that sooths us into restful sleep.


Finally there comes a time when we are the mom, the dad, and it is our names that are being called by our little ones, we are the one who is soothing, teaching, training, caring.  Yet, we don’t throw away that precious mother who loved and cared for us all the while we were maturing and becoming the adult, no… no…. no… we honor her, praise her, thank her, love her, and teach our children to do the same.  That my friends is how it should be with our Heavenly Father; we grow up and begin teaching our children those things He has taught us, and we continue to learn from Him and share those things with others who haven’t met Him… misunderstand Him… or simple don’t believe in Him.  We need to show Him to others, by allowing Him to be seen through us….