Oh, Mother’s Day… the one day (weekend if you’re lucky) that we moms feel honored, special, and served. My kids brought home cute projects from school. Alayna wrote me the most wonderful note that made me feel like maybe I am doing something right as a mom. Ben had given me my Fitbit a little early, but he was very conscious of letting me choose things (Netflix instead of NBA) and finding ways to serve me (changing the blow out diaper). I think holidays like Mother’s Day and Father’s Day are interesting. We spend that one day celebrating and serving the honored person, and then life resumes. One day your kids are serving you breakfast in bed, the next they’re giving you attitude about having to clean up or do chores. One day you feel excessively loved, the next, you feel like the evil step-mother. Don’t get me wrong, I totally appreciate the ways my family made Mother’s Day special. I just wish that it lasted a little longer than 24 hours and that moms (and dads) didn’t need a national holiday to be appreciated.
I wonder if God ever feels like that about Sundays? You know… we go to church, honor him, serve him, praise him, worship him, (all of that “remember the Sabbath day” stuff), and then, life resumes. Monday morning comes along, and we get busy with life. We don’t spend time praising and worshiping the Lord; in fact, we might do just the opposite: ignore him, stress, curse, use the name of God casually (OMG), and actually dishonor him. We go from expressing our love on Sunday morning, to making God feel like the evil step-mother by the middle of the week. Instead of finding ways to serve him, we focus on serving ourselves, living for what we want. I don’t think God practices sarcasm, but if he did, he might sound something like this, “Hey, thanks for the day. Don’t worry about the other six days of the week. I mean, I just created the universe as you know it in six days, but you just worry about you and give me my Sunday, or at least a couple of hours on Sunday.” (It might be a little sacrilegious to give God sarcasm, but I think you get my point.)
What God really wants, instead of one day each week, is a relationship with him – every day, every minute, every moment. We can give the Lord every day, by giving the him the first moments – reading the Bible, his word, each morning before the chaos begins. Wake up with the Lord and let him guide your day. “Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life” Psalm 143:8. We can give him each day by asking him to use us in every situation and devoting our work to him. “Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving” Colossians 3:23-25. He wants us to pray throughout the day, too, not just when we need something. “Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you” 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 (emphasis mine). Our day should be filled with never-ending prayer. Try to find moments in the day when your thoughts don’t need to be fully focused on the task at hand and pray, even if just for a moment. Pray while you’re doing dishes, folding laundry, or driving. The Lord wants to be a part of even our mundane tasks. We can give him every day by loving and encouraging each other instead of gossiping and joining in on the latest “news”. ”Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen” Ephesians 4:29. God has given us every breath we take, every day we begin, surely we can honor, praise, and serve him more than once a week. “This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it” Psalm 118:24. This day means every day; all seven were made by him. Let’s dedicate ourselves to living every day, every minute, every moment for him.
Lord, thank you for all of the hard-working moms out there. I pray that this past Mother’s Day and every day they feel appreciated and loved. Father, I pray that we give you more than a day; forgive us for giving you less than you deserve. I pray that we develop a relationship with you that carries us through every day, every minute, every moment. Thank you, Lord, for desiring that we grow closer to you.