I invite you to read a transparent, heart-tug message from Debbie for Women Walking with Jesus.
Each May a special day is celebrated. Mother’s Day is a big deal; as it should be. After all, mothers are special people who often don’t always get the thanks and recognition they deserve. But do I dare ask a question? Are you one of the women who dreads Mother’s Day? It’s supposed to be a wonderful day. There are so many days to celebrate diverse groups of people and certainly mothers are to be thanked and shown appreciation. I applaud that. But I have a confession to make. For many years, I dreaded Mother’s Day.
Mother’s Day was a painful reminder of what I didn’t have and deeply desired; a child of my own. Every year when Mother’s Day rolled around, I dreaded the moment when the pastor asked all the mothers to stand while the congregation honored them and clapped. Of course, I would join in the deserved applause and smile. But inside my heart was breaking.
I know I’m not alone. So many women experience infertility. Many, like me, have endured surgeries in an attempt to correct the problem. Maybe you’ve been unable to carry a baby to term. My sister experienced 13 miscarriages and was never able to conceive. Maybe you’re single but are longing for the time when you’ll be married and start a family of your own. But time ticks by and you’re still alone.
I know mothers who also dread Mother’s Day. The idealized Hallmark moments just don’t seem to happen in their lives. Not all children, whether young or all grown up, are sensitive to the needs, hopes and desires of their mother.
Although there will always be a bit of an ache in my heart for what I never had, I’m at a place in my life where I no longer dread Mother’s Day. I still have no children of my own. But in so many ways I’ve been comforted as I realize how much Jesus loves me. He knows the desires of my heart, even better than I do.
Psalm 139:1-4 (NIV) says: “You have searched me, LORD, and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you, LORD, know it completely.”
And then I love this Scripture that has brought so much comfort to me.
Isaiah 54:1-2 (NIV) “Sing, barren woman, you who never bore a child; burst into song, shout for joy, you who were never in labor; because more are the children of the desolate woman than of her who has a husband,” says the LORD. “Enlarge the place of your tent, stretch your tent curtains wide, do not hold back; lengthen your cords, strengthen your stakes.”
I’m now well past the age of childbearing but I see how God has comforted me and not forgotten my desire. When I suddenly had to return to work, He provided me with a job working with preschool children. Now I get to spend my weekdays with three and four year old children and I love it. As I step onto our school grounds I often hear shouts from the back seat of cars as children yell “Hi Miss Debbie”. Their hugs and love brighten my morning. I smile as I’m reminded that God is so faithful.
Jesus is my strength. He has heard my prayers and tears. How thankful I am that He knows just what I need and when I need it. He can do that for you too.
Debbie Petras is originally from Long Island, New York but she and her husband Greg now live in Arizona. She worked as a cardiovascular nurse for many years but currently works with preschool children. Debbie was greatly influenced by her Christian grandparents but spent many years living a life that didn’t reflect her belief in Jesus. At her grandmother’s funeral, Debbie felt the Lord speaking softly to her heart. She returned to church and began reading her Bible. Life began to change as her love for Jesus grew and began to spill over to others. Matthew 5:16 became one of her favorite Scriptures “…let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.” She enjoys sharing her faith and writing on her blog Heart Choices as she inspires and encourages others.