This Sunday, of course, was Mother's Day. They say that, next to Easter, Mother's Day is the most attended Sunday of the year for churches, statistically speaking. While I appreciate the natural impulse to honour the maternal women in our lives, and the desire to return thanks to God for them, I have to admit that as a pastor, there is always a part of me that holds his breath through Mother's Day. Not because I don't deeply value the mothers in my own life, but because, as a pastor, my heart is always going out to those who would be mothers but can't, or who have chosen not ot be mothers and feel singled out, or who lost their children through tragic circumstances, or whose mothers were lost to them, or who are struggling with issues of forgiveness or abandonment or failure when it comes to motherhood. And as a pastor I can't help but wonder how this anthropocentric emphasis on things maternal must exaserbate those feelings.
All this is to explain why in my sermon this Sunday, though I did tackle a "classic" Mother's Day text, I tried to broaden and deepen the classic reading of it, and invite the FreeWay to go a bit deeper with it.
Proverbs 31:10-31 The Princess (?) Bride
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