I can hardly believe that it’s already May! It seems as though we were just braving the cold and snow, although this is Michigan and we could still have a snowstorm tomorrow and 80 degrees the next day.
But typically May means warmer weather, spring showers, flowers sprouting, trees budding and grass growing greener (and longer) by the minute.
May also means Mother’s Day — a time to celebrate our moms and to be celebrated.
As a mom I know how blessed and how busy that day can be and this year was no different. My children and grandchildren visited, brought me gifts, cooked me dinner and loved on me — it was a beautiful day. I’m also blessed to have my husband’s mom living next door and was able to spend time with her and some extended family too.
But this year I was missing my mom. About a year ago she remarried and made a big move south and although she recently flew home for a visit, those trips are few and far between. Looking back I know now that I took for granted when she lived nearby and I could see her whenever I wanted.
But life was always busy and although I would attempt to squeeze in a little “extra” time to spend with her it wasn’t enough.
My mom always encouraged me in whatever my dreams were. She was of course, my biggest fan and my greatest cheerleader and even had dreams of her own for me. In my late teens she insisted that I could be the local Free Fair Queen which I concluded would probably require grace, poise and some sort of talent — all of which I was sure that I didn’t possess. She had much more confidence in me than I did!
She worked harder than anyone I knew but was harder on herself than anyone too. She criticized and judged herself for all that she was and all that she wasn’t. I’ve adopted some of those same habits along the way but as I pursue my God-sized dreams I realize that I need some of the same confidence that my mom had in my gifts and abilities and also some of the same grace she extended to me too.
On her last trip home we were discussing my writing and as I began sharing some of my doubts (unsure whether I could measure up with other writers) she said “I don’t think you realize what a great writer you are.”
Sometimes we just need our mom’s approval.
And sometimes we just need our moms…
When I think about my thoughts towards my own children they are not unlike my mom’s thoughts towards me. I believe they possess so much talent , that they are so gifted and have so much potential. I believe in their God-sized dreams whatever they may be because I believe in the God who planted those dreams in their hearts and minds.
Many, O Lord my God, are the wonders which You have done,
And Your thoughts toward us;
There is none to compare with You.
If I would declare and speak of them,
They would be too numerous to count.
Shouldn’t that give us all the confidence we need?
Friends I hope that you are encouraged to pursue your God-sized dreams and remember that you are being cheered on!!
Shared by: Lanette Haskins