My three mothers fill my mind on a day like Mother’s Day. Whether or not this commemorative day was inspired by card companies seeking spikes in sales, the idea is a good one.
We too often think that we will constantly remember those we love. Then our lives become cluttered. And we focus on the door in front of us, without looking back to the doors that have been opened for us.
My birth mother chose to provide security for a young boy/man who could too easily think the worst. His sensitivity was often his downfall – and my mother chose to stand strong in spite of her own misgivings and insecurities.
My mother-in-law (number #1) lived through the need to support others whose lives were difficult. There is a resilience that I appreciate when I talk to her. There is a sense of God’s destiny that could so easily have been clouded by circumstances.
And now my mother-in-law (number #2) carries the same supportive scaffolding wherever she goes, based on her own experiences. She is a Godly woman who is strong, and forthright, and loving. And she makes great buns that are quickly devoured at our house.
Thanks to my three mothers!!