Step Towards Transformation
Here is a question for you, what exactly are mothers,?
Good mothers are all of these things, and more.
Illustration: There is a very famous American columnist and author called Erma Bombeck, who focused on suburban home life, and she said “that on the day God created mothers, … he put in a lot of overtime, so much so that an angel said to Him, “Lord, you are spending a lot of time on this one.”
But the Lord turned round and said, “Have you read the specification on this model? … She is to have a kiss that will heal everything from a broken leg to a broken heart. … She is to be able to function on coffee and tea and leftovers; and she is supposed to have six pairs of hands.”
“Six pairs of hands, that is impossible”, said the angel, “Yes, but it is not the six pairs of hands that bothers me”, said the Lord, “It is the three pairs of eyes. … She is supposed to have one pair of eyes that sees through closed doors so that whenever she says, `What are you kids doing in there?’, … she already knows what they’re doing in there”.
“She also has to have another pair eyes in the back of her head to see all the things that she is not supposed to see, … but must see. … And then she has one pair of eyes right in front that can look at a child that just messed up, and communicate love and understanding without saying a word”.
“But that’s too much.” said the angel, “You can’t put that much in one model. Why do you not rest for a while and resume your creating tomorrow?”
“No, I can’t,” said the Lord. “I am nearly finished, as I have created someone like myself. … I have created a model who can heal herself when she is sick, … and feed a family of six with one pound of mince, … and who can persuade a nine year old to take a bath.”
Then the angel looked at the model of motherhood a little more closely and said, … “She is too soft”! … “Oh, but she is tough,” said the Lord, ”and you will be surprised at how much this mother can do”.
“Can she think?” asked the angel. “Oh yes, she can she think,” said the Lord, … “and she can also reason and compromise and persuade”. … Then the angel reached over and touched her cheek. “But this one has a leak”, he said, “I told you that you couldn’t put that much into one model”.
“That is not a leak”, said the Lord, … “that’s a tear”. … “What’s a tear for?” asked the angel. “Well a tear is for joy, … it is for sadness, … it is for sorrow, for disappointment and for pride.” “You’re a genius,” said the angel, … and the Lord said, “Oh, but I did not put that there”.
For some of mothers, this is a difficult day
Today, I want to encourage all of you moms and also remind the rest of us of how important moms are to our families and our society and to God.
Motherhood is a special gift from God. It seems to me, that something miraculous happens when a woman gives birth to her first child. In a way there are really two births. The first is the birth of a child, and the second is the birth of a mother. It is a miraculous gift of creation!
Illustration; I was walking in a park one morning when i spotted a mother squirrel scurrying along a power line with her baby in her mouth. She delivered the little squirrel to a new nest she had built in a tree. Then she ran back across the wire to fetch another baby from the old nest and transport it to its new home. Back and forth she scampered until she had deposited all six of her babies in their new home. “Being a mother is hard work!”
Indeed it is. The labor to bring a child into the world is only the beginning. How essential it is that she take care of herself spiritually so she can take care of her children! Of all concerns, the care for her soul is the greatest—to grow in wisdom and in the knowledge of God.
“Why God gave us Mothers?” Matthew 21:1-11
Introduction: If you are familiar with the Bible you will immediately notice that the text that I have chosen is usually only referred to on Palm Sunday. You have probably never seen this passage used for a Mother’s Day message.
Jesus has told his disciples to go into town and bring to him a Mother Donkey and her colt to him. If anyone should ask them, “Why are they taking them?” They were to respond, “Because the Lord hath need of them.”
Now Jesus would only be sitting upon the colt. Why did Jesus ask for the Mother Donkey to come along? There are five things about being a godly mother in this text.
I need to give a quick note of apology for using a donkey to illustrate my message on Mother’s Day, but even baby donkeys need mother donkeys too!
Notice that it was the mother donkey that was tied up. (Mat 21:2 KJV) Saying unto them, Go into the village over against you, and straightway ye shall find an ass tied, and a colt with her….”
If a mother is bearing the daily responsibility of being a mother, her children will be free to be children. The colt was not tied, the mother was. The colt would freely choose to stay at the side of his mother.
How sad it is when children have to bear the weight of adult responsibility because to a failed marriage or lazy parents. I know that children do need to take on responsibilities and chores around the home, but they should also have times when they are simply enjoying the pleasures of being children!
When Jesus sent his disciples into town, he specifically told them to bring the mother of the colt along. I can only imagine the young colt thinking, “Where are they taking my Mother?”
Every mother has the calling of God upon her life. It is sad when I am talking to group of young girls about their hopes for the future, and I asked them this question, “What would you like to be when you grow up?” Very few girls respond, “I would like to be a Mother.”
we need a generation of God-called Christian mothers who will hear the summoning call of God to the ministry of motherhood!
I can’t help but think of that nursery rhyme “Mary had a little Lamb.” The verse says, “And every where that Mary went the lamb was sure to go.”
Why did Jesus tell the disciples to loose the mother donkey and bring her to me? Because he knew that if the mother donkey came that her young child donkey would follow along behind her.
Mother’s if you want your children to have morning devotions, attend Church, and live a godly Christian life, you must set the example for them to follow! If you want your children to respect the Father, the Pastor, and those who will be in authority in their lives, you must set the example for them to follow!
There is no greater joy for parents than to see their children being used of God in the ministry. The greatest joy of this preacher is knowing that every one of my children are saved and personally involved in the work of the ministry.
This untamed colt would be used by Christ. Jesus would ride upon his back and into Jerusalem where he would receive his worthy praise.
I have read the Palm Sunday story of Matthew 21 many many times in my life. It was only this last Palm Sunday that I even thought about the “mother” in the text. And then I noticed this verse:
(Mat 21:7 KJV) And Brought The Ass, And The Colt, And Put On Them Their Clothes, And They Set Him Thereon.
According to this verse both the colt and the Mother Donkey were used on this occasion. Clothes were set upon them both. I can envision the disciples leading the mother donkey first, and then the colt will follow its mother into Jerusalem with Jesus riding on it’s back. What a beautiful picture for “Mother’s Day!”
It is true that every eye on Palm Sunday would have been focused on Christ, but there was a mother leading the way!
Thank God for godly mothers!
I know of some kids who do not have mothers but then they have the fathers who play the mothers role.
Illustration: Ganga Das was pruning the plants in the posh gardens of an International school, heat and dust didn’t seem to affect him.
“Ganga Das, Principal Ma’am wants to see you — right now”. The last two words of the peon had lots of emphasis on them, trying to make it sound like an urgency.
He quickly got up, washed and wiped his hands and headed towards the Principal’s chamber.The walk from the garden to the office seemed never ending, his heart was almost jumping out of his chest.He was trying all the permutation and combination, figuring out as to what has gone wrong that she wants to see him urgently.He was a sincere worker and never shirked from his duties.
knock knock…”Madam, you called me?” “Come inside…” an authoritative voice laced with crispness made him further nervous. She pointed out towards a paper kept on the table. “Read this”…
“B..but Ma’am I am an illiterate person. I cannot read English. Ma’am please forgive me if I have done anything wrong… give me another chance. I am forever indebted to you for allowing my daughter to study in this school, free of cost. I could have never ever dreamt of such a life for my child..” And he broke down almost trembling:
“Hold on, you assume a lot. We allowed your daughter because she is very bright and you have been our sincere worker. Let me call a teacher in, she will read it out and translate it to you.This is written by your daughter and I want you to read this.” Soon enough the teacher was called and she started reading it, translating each line in Hindi…
It read- “Today we are asked to write about Mother’s Day. I belong to a village in Bihar, a tiny village where medical and education still seem like a far fetched dream. Many women die every now and the while giving birth. My mother was one of them too, she could not even hold me in her arms. My father was the first person to hold me. or perhaps the only person.
Everyone was sad. as I was a girl and I had “eaten up” my own mother. My dad was instantly asked to remarry but he refused. My grandparents forced him by giving all logical, illogical and emotional reasons but he didn’t budge. My grand parents wanted a grandson, they threatened him to remarry else he will be disowned. He didn’t think twice… he left everything, his acres of land.. a good living, comfortable house, cattles and everything that counts for a good lifestyle in a village.
He came to this huge city with absolutely nothing — but me in his arms. Life was tough, he worked hard day and night.. raised me with tender love and utmost care.
Now I understand why suddenly he developed a dislike for things that I would love to eat when there was only one piece left in the platter. He would say that he hates eating it and I would finish it considering that he does not like it.But as I grew older I realised the reason and what sacrifice is all about.
He gave me the best possible comforts beyond his capacity.
This school gave him a shelter, respect and the biggest gift-an admission to his daughter.
So in nut shell.. if a mother is made of love, care, sacrifice and compassion… MY FATHER IS THE BEST MOTHER ON EARTH THEN.
On Mother’s Day, I would like to wish my father for being the best parent on earth… I salute him and say it with pride that the hardworking gardener working in this school is my father.
I know I may fail this test after my teacher reads this — but this would be a very small price one would pay towards the selfless love of my father.
There was a deafening silence in the room… one could only hear soft sobbing of Ganga Das.The harsh sun could not wet his clothes with sweat but soft words of his daughter had soaked his chest with tears. He was standing there with hands folded. He took the paper from teacher’s hands and held it close to his heart and sobbed.
Principal got up.. offered him a chair, glass of water and said something… but, strangely the crispness of her voice was taken over by a surprising warmth and sweetness. “Ganga Das.. your daughter is given 10/10 marks for this essay. This is the best essay ever written about Mother’s Day in the history of this school. We are having the Mother’s Day gala event tomorrow and the entire School Management has decided to invite you as the Chief Guest for the event.
This is to honour all the love and sacrifice a man can do to raise his children… to show that you do not have to be a woman to be the perfect parent.
And most importantly this is to reinforce/appreciate/acknowledge the strong belief of your daughter in you, to make her feel proud, to make the entire school feel proud that we have the best parent on earth as stated by your daughter.”
“You are a True Gardner, who is not only looking after the gardens, but also nurturing the most precious flower of your life in such a beautiful way….”
“So Ganga Das, will you be our Chief Guest for the event?”
I had been mistaken. I thought that the goal of motherhood was to be a supermom. But infact, the goal of mothering is to be a woman or man of God to your children. A woman or man of God can love and give from the overflowing cup God has filled.
Happy Mother’s Day to my mom and to all of those special women and even men out there who share their motherly love with their kids and others!
Please take time to honor your mother today especially if you’re still blessed to have her in your life.