This is the 7th Mother’s Day in a row I’ve cried.
Today however, was the first one of those seven that involved happy tears. For years I’ve struggled on Mom’s Day, and today, even though my happy tears, I was thinking of my friends who still may cry sad tears.
It’s an excruciating thing to be caught up in - the lack of motherhood. For many we’ve had to grieve our own lack of being a mommy, and for others, you may grieve the lack of having your mommy, or perhaps of having a healthy relationship with your mom. Know that today, I was thinking of you and praying for you.
And then… God spoke to my heart. You see, this was all processing during our worship service at Mars Hill, and as we sang, “Jehovah Jireh, my provider, Jehovah Nissi, Lord You reign in victory,” that louder than audible voice said,
“It’s not about the title you didn’t have. And it’s not about the title you just got. Because it’s not about what anyone else calls you. It’s about what you call Me. It’s about My titles. My Names. Who I Am.”
And I know that I now sit in the blessed spot where I’m crying the happy tears and not really waiting anymore - and many have waited longer than me, or are still just starting the crying process and have no clue if/when it will end… But I do know that through it all, God will still speak His Name to each one of us.
So I sang His name, His titles, a little louder.
Sing with me tonight.