Mother’s Day 2020

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I hadn’t been looking forward to leading two worship services on Mother’s Day this year, because it would have been my first after her death last year. In fact, I hadn’t really given my preparation much thought, possibly secretly hoping that it would go away. Not only did the thought of it awaken some powerful emotions that continue to lie barely below the surface of my day-to-day life, but there’s the ongoing emptiness of loss combined with the strange feeling of ‘lostness’ that occurs after the death of both parents, which may be magnified in me because I’m an only child of only children.

So there’s a sense of relief I’ll not have to minister to others in public on this sensitive occasion because of the coronavirus pandemic. But clearly, I’d rather have had my vulnerability and emotions laid bare than being in this current health crisis. Equally, I’ve discovered over the years that my ‘wearing my heart on my sleeve’ nature has been used by God in Christian ministry to bring comfort and strength to others, a very humbling experience. Central to my faith is the vulnerability of Jesus, demonstrated powerfully in his willingness to suffer and die. This reminds me that emotional openness and vulnerability must never be confused with weakness, for in our weakness we can be strong.

For this year, that’s all I’m going to say. I’ll leave others to share their thoughts, emotions and spiritual insights on Mother’s Day, and I’ll be pleased to read and share them.

Note: The photo of my mother and daughter Pollyanna was taken in 2018.

2 thoughts on “Mother’s Day 2020

  1. Your mum gave me the greatest gift… Well actually you did, 3 of them, but had she not had you then we’d not have had Freddy, Matilda or Pollyanna. I’m glad I got to know Jean and I am glad she got to meet and love her last 3 grandchildren!

  2. Just re reading your thoughts, because as you know my Mum passed away last year in June. I share many of your words especially where you realise both your parents have gone. Many thoughts went through my mind. I found myself trying to remember her voice and the feel when she hugged and kissed me. Such an emotional time. My mums name was Jean aswell

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