Usually when Mother's Day comes, we think of the women in our lives who nurture, teach, rear, and comfort us. We think of blood mothers and other mothers who love us with an unselfish love that is its own brand of insanity. And a grandmother's love is quintessential radical love. However, Mother's Day is also a day to consider the gift of love that our children are to us.
When my son and daughter were still children and old enough to cook some basic things, they served me breakfast in bed on Mother's Day: sliced hot dogs in scrambled eggs with fresh fruit on the side. When our dog was a puppy, he tried his best to get into bed with me and share my breakfast. But mother did not play that. No doggie in my bed. On mother's day morning, my bed became our breakfast table.
After breakfast we got ready for church while listening to Mother's Day music on the radio -- Bill Withers singing "Grandma's Hands" and Dianne Reeves singing "Better Days." The songs reminded us of mother wisdom that counsels patience. "You can't get to better days unless you make it through the night." My Aunt Sarah usually came to church with us since we lived in Philadelphia and my mother lived in East St. Louis. After church we went to dinner. The day became a treasure, a precious memory gem that a mother hides in her heart.
The Bible speaks of such a moment when Jesus' parents find him in the Temple in conversation with the teachers. He tells his parents that he is compelled to be in his Father's house, to be about his Father's business. The Bible tells us: "His mother kept all these things in her heart." (Luke 3:51)
We watch our children grow and they amaze us. Through laughter and tears, through achievement and disappointment, we watch them grow as Jesus grew in wisdom and stature and in favor with God and humanity. Even those episodes that make us think they are creatures from another planet beamed down to earth by some evil genius with a singular mission to pluck our last nerve become a part of the mix of events that is accumulated wealth, no matter the amount of money we have in the bank.
Our children are the reason we get up every day to work to earn a living and work for social justice and for peace. We want them to live in a more beautiful, sensible, and happy world. We work to demonstrate the praise of the glory of God, because it is through what they see us do that they will know their own moral responsibility to creation.
God shows God's love to us in a multitude of ways. God's presence in our lives is present in uncomplicated gestures, simple and pure. God's love loves us through our children. It is a blessing for which I am truly grateful. Happy Mother's Day.
Dr. Valerie Elverton Dixon is an independent scholar who publishes lectures and essays at JustPeaceTheory.com . She received her Ph.D. in religion and society from Temple University and taught Christian ethics at United Theological Seminary and Andover Newton Theological School.