Happy Mothers Day UK!
Yes, it’s Mothers Day in the UK. I’ve decided to milk it.
‘But Mom, we live in Canada’ declare my children.
‘But I’m English’ I reply.
Then come May 12th…
‘But Mom, you’re English.’
‘And I live in Canada dear children.’
I have two Mothers days – result.
Last year I loved the blog I wrote to my Mom. I re-read and thought – yes that’s a beauty, you can read it here. I don’t want to repeat that, but I would like to share a little something.
The ‘tattooed prayer warrior come party goer’ called me last week shortly after I made reference to ‘moving a mountain’ on Twitter. Now, I was referring to my ironing pile. Mom received #timetomovethatmountain as a Rhema word, lights on, bam, hollering ‘Yes Lord, Amen.’
A lot of Mom’s life is viewed from the valley, where mountains loom. She called me immediately, armed with her promise book. As I ironed, we prayed and lifted high the name of Jesus over our family and over the space between us, Mom reminded me ‘there’s no distance in the Spirit our Michelle’ She read promises from her book over the phone. Verse upon verse, one promise after the other, exuding enthusiasm and faith, as my mountain of ironing slowly decreased.
Mom lives the promises of God. She sees many fulfilled. And many not. Yet.
Mom, do you remember as I went through the mediaeval torture of delivering twins naturally that you and Val (MiL) played outside of my room. Wheeling one another up and down the halls in wheelchairs, laughing, waiting and no doubt being told off.
I remember as you walked into the room, now quiet. You looked into my eyes, you knew it had hurt, and that hurt you.
As Moms we never stop laboring. We never stop delivering.
And I know today you hurt in your heart, your first, I know. Today you will remember and cry and celebrate our Rosie.
Jesus promises us, My grace is enough; it’s all you need. My strength comes into its own in your weakness.
That verse has taken us through hasn’t it Mom? Don’t get me wrong, suffering still stings, promised strength is not pain immunity. It’s not positive thinking either. It’s focusing on the One who knows. Who sees us through those battles, one breath, one prayer at a time.
Thank you for showing me how this promise life works Mom, I’m thankful my today is partly because of your faithful yesterdays – your faithful prayers of promise.
And now, I speak on behalf of my Mom to you my friends – find your promises, read them, memorize them, shout them, whisper them, sing them and cry them.
Let’s not work our problems out but allow His promises in.
Thank you again Mom for the gift of life.
You shine Mom, and it’s not just your sequins.
What promise are you standing with today? What verse is your lifeline? Leave a message in comments, let us encourage one another.
Need encouragement today? Here’s a few promises for you.
Isaiah 54:13 O you afflicted one, Tossed with tempest, and not comforted, Behold, I will lay your stones with colorful gems, And lay your foundations with sapphires.
I will make your pinnacles of rubies, Your gates of crystal, And all your walls of precious stones.
All your children shall be taught by the Lord, And great shall be the peace of your children.
‘You can’t force these things. They only come about through my Spirit’
‘Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.’
‘No test or temptation that comes your way is beyond the course of what others have had to face. All you need to remember is that God will never let you down; he’ll never let you be pushed past your limit; he’ll always be there to help you come through it.
1 Corinthians 10: 13