Wooooeeeee! Life has sure been crazy lately! And by crazy I mean absolutely overwhelming. It’s been so busy with concerts, ball games, home maintenance problems, piano lessons, doctor appointments, and more. I’ve been too busy to write this week, and I’ve missed you. Thanks for your patience with me. I think I’m finally coming up for air.
There’s been a lot on my mind this week. Mother’s Day, the fast pace of life and how it can feel like we’re drowning in all of it, the every day life stuff that can be overwhelming emotionally, financially and sometimes physically – just all of it. When I’m feeling this way, it always leads me to think about you, too. I know I’m not alone. I know you struggle with everyday life stuff too. So I want to remind you that although it can feel lonely, there’s an army of us who understand.
Let’s talk about Mother’s Day. It’s the elephant in the room this week after all, and you know how I can’t resist addressing that darn elephant. Maybe you no longer have your mom on this earth. Maybe you’ve lost a child. Or maybe you are struggling with strained relationships that make Mother’s Day sting instead of warm you with joy. No matter what your loss this Mother’s Day, I want you to know I’m thinking about you.
I’m thinking about the mom whose baby isn’t here to hold. I’m thinking about the moms who didn’t get the chance to raise their child or whose son or daughter left them too soon. I’m thinking about the men, women and children whose hearts ache for the kind of love they need from the mom they can’t hug or call anymore. I’m thinking about the women yearning for the chance to be a mom but haven’t yet been able. And I’m thinking about the moms who long to reconnect with their troubled child or estranged mother. Or maybe you’re like me, missing the man who used to be here to share the pride and joy (and struggles) of parenting with you. Maybe you’re without the man who used to be here to celebrate you on Mother’s Day. I’m thinking about all of you with painful, gaping holes in your heart this Mother’s Day. I want you to know I see you and your pain is on my heart. If I could stand in front of each one of you, I’d wrap you in a great big hug. I’d hold your hand until Sunday was over.
I honestly don’t have any great advice for helping you get through this day that I know hurts so badly. All I can do is remind you that you’re not alone. Whatever overwhelming burdens you’re carrying into Mother’s Day, you don’t have to shoulder them alone.
Psalm 55:22-23 (The Message)
Pile your troubles on God’s shoulders—
he’ll carry your load, he’ll help you out.
He’ll never let good people
topple into ruin.
Our God has wide shoulders, a strong back, and an infinite amount of love and grace. And He cares for you. He cares for me. And He cares so much about our hurt.
Hang in there. Monday is NOT Mother’s Day. Until then, you’ve got this. And I’ve got you all in thought and prayer. Extra grace to you, my friends.
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