As a mother, everyday I fail at something. I lose my patience. I over or under react. I don't say the right thing. I am inconsistent. I don't get that stain out. I keep the kids inside too much. I don't feed them the healthiest food all the time. I let them watch too much T.V. I am busy all the time with no tangible results at the end of the day...just more dirty dishes and more laundry and more clutter and messes. It is an overwhelming and tiresome "job." Being a big picture person, I know that my kids are happy and healthy and I'm doing just fine...but I certainly don't feel successful on a day to day basis.
Since I have become a mother, something has bothered me about the Mother's Day church services I've attended. It's become a bit of a pet peeve for me. If I hear another sermon on the Proverbs 31 woman, I just get irritated. Do we honor mother's because they measure up to this standard, or shouldn't we just honor them because they are our mothers? What about those who haven't had a 'good' mother? I also pay close attention for all women to be honored, because every woman in the church is nurturing others in some way, and Mother's Day can be a very painful day for those who wish to be mothers but are not. God often chooses to give some women only spiritual children that they nurture in their walk with the Lord. I have had several spiritual mothers over the years as well as my very special and sweet Mom.
The service at our new church this Sunday was wonderful. The children led the worship, during which they had a time for mothers to come forward and receive prayer for rest and strength. It was good to acknowledge that mothers have the toughest job and they just don't get enough sleep. We need to receive our rest from the Lord.
Then Pastor John preached on the command to honor our mothers and fathers...not because our experience with them has been wonderful, but because God promises to bless us for choosing to honor them. He said we don't honor our parents, both physical and spiritual, so that they will get something from our honor, but so that it will go well with
us. Living honorably towards others doesn't change them, it changes us. I was reminded of those people I know who had less than ideal parents, but who don't speak badly of them. Several weeks ago, I watched a sermon by Beth Moore where she talked about when Jesus told his disciples to "Bless those who curse you." In that verse, he used the word
eulogia, where we get the word eulogy. We are to speak well of those who hurt us. If we choose to honor our parents, then God promises to reward us for living honorably.
I came away from our Mother's Day service feeling blessed that I do not need to earn my children's honor by being a perfect Proverbs 31 woman. They simply need to choose to honor me. And I can model a life of honor by treating others with honor, speaking well of everyone, especially in front of my children.