The Mom heart
When our children are babies we envision them gaining independence and going to school. Then we imagine their driving, moving out, etc. We think that will bring us a sense of completion and to a degree, it does, but much like a carrot dangling in front of a horse, your role as concerned mother never ends. It changes, but never ends. We worry about how they’re really doing, how they feel, about their spiritual lives, about their spouses and their children. We never stop thinking and praying. It’s relentless. I was today years old when I realized, there’s a mother in the Bible who can relate to all of us mothers, especially moms of adult children. It’s a mother you typically associate with a glow, holding a baby under twinkling stars or having a direct conversation with her son, or sadly grieving in horror at his death. You know her: Mary, the mother of Jesus Christ. We are familiar with her perfect son. We know Him, we love Him, we trust Him for our salvation, but there were ...
