Mothers (Strange, Estranged, and Maybe Deranged)

With Mother’s day coming up in May, I started thinking about Mothers in general. I came to the conclusion that most mothers do the very best they can, with what they have. The circumstances they are in, and the knowledge they received during their growing years, will dictate how they mother.

Some mothers have had a wonderful upbringing in a Christian family, with a church, friends, and a college education. Others may have had part of an involvement within these parameters, and yet more still have had none of these exposures. And, I believe it is because our society has put Jesus in the back seat and worldly living in the front. So, we find ourselves drifting further away from the solid family unit. Families are no longer families, just groups of people living together.

Over my own growing years and now, I have known families who were and are estranged from one another. The reasoning for the alienation may seem legitimate to all of those involved, but usually it is not. This brings a great sadness to my heart.   Because we seem to be able to forgive and grant mercy to people we barely know, but when it comes to the ones closest to us, we can not.

Christians can be so hypocritical, claiming to be Christians and going to church on Sundays. Yet we don’t follow Jesus’ commandment of loving others as He loves us. How are family members any different from strangers? And if we can’t follow Jesus’ commandment, why are we even in church?

Sometimes I am appalled when I look more closely to their “reason.” The lack of maturity and a self-centered way of life appears to be the main road block to reconciliation. And when a grown up adult acts like a spoiled brat, you can be assured Jesus has now been thrown into the trunk! How can we be so smug as to think this world runs according to our expectations?

So, remember this…We all have numbered days we are allowed to travel in this world.  We may only have 1095 days (3 yrs) or 30,314 days (83 yrs); or today could be your last! Mothers and fathers, do not live forever, and neither do our children. And resentment is the stuff graves are made for, to assist deep regret and even deeper mourning.

We, mothers and grandmothers, are not perfect! Are you?  For if we could make the correct decision at the appropriate time, say the right words when needed, and live our lives in a pristine, impeccable environment; there would be no need for Jesus or God.

The human race would know no conflict, hatred, abuse, bigotry, labeling, and tragedy. Yet we do!  And the only way to change your life; your relationships, and the world, is with forgiveness.

With Mother’s Day approaching, see your mother through the eyes of compassion.  Be grateful you had a mother, and step out in love to mend or make better the relationship.  Now is not too late, but tomorrow may be.

I know when we are younger, we think we know so much more than our parents. But do we? For life experience appears to trump learned experience every time. Remember that it is hard to say “I love you,” or “I forgive you,” or even “please forgive me,” to a mound of grass and cold headstone!

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Author: jonithetentmaker

Published author of the awesome Christian children's book, "The Tent Maker". The Tent Maker blog and The Tent website is free for kids. Stories, games, coloring pages, and contests. Fun and fellowship go hand in hand, especially if it is a child's hand! My other blog, Thru The Bifocals of my Life, is my adult blog about how I see life through the bifocals that I must now wear and a little hindsight 20/20! Like everyone, I am very much human, flaws and all.

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