Mums Are Special …
“Honour thy father and mother; (which is the first commandment with promise.” (Ephesians 6:2)
Motherhood is one of God’s greatest callings! Coming from a large family, one gains a special insight into the sacrifices that mothers will make for their children. In this context, my mother was definitely special. Indeed, my Mum was the most unselfish person I ever knew. She lived a simple, old fashioned life. She sewed her own dresses using simple patterns, always buying the cheapest material. As a child, I had always wondered why. As I grew older, I began to understand her reasoning. That is, if one of her kids needed a coat or socks or pants, she would need money to pay for it. And from Mum’s perspective, her children always came first.
Even though she had a myriad of health problems, she rarely complained. No fancy restaurants. No theaters. Her life focussed solely on her family and their well-being. That meant Mum being at home most of the time. During those formative years, she taught me the difference between right and wrong. While she tolerated no fools, she never made anyone feel like one.
When I think of comparable mothers in the Bible, I believe my mother was most like Jochebed, the mother of Moses. In fact, I could see my Mum (by faith) setting her baby boys adrift in the Nile River to avoid being killed. In this case, Jochebed hoped that someone would find the baby and raise him to be a proclaimer for the Kingdom.
“And the child grew, and she brought him unto Pharaoh’s daughter, and he became her son.” And she called his name Moses: and she said, “Because I drew him out of the water.” (Exodus 2:10-11)
As we know, God honoured her prayer, making sure that the baby was found by Pharaoh’s daughter and that Jochebed would become the son’s nurse. The baby – Moses – was later used mightily by God to free the Hebrew people from 400 years of bondage and slavery, eventually taking them through forty years in the desert to the Promised Land.
“By faith Moses, when he was born, was hid three months of his parents, because they saw he was a proper child; and they were not afraid of the king’s commandment. By faith Moses, when he was come to years, refused to be called the son of Pharaoh’s daughter, choosing rather to suffer affliction with the people of God, than to enjoy the pleasures of sin for a season.” (Hebrews 11:23-25)
Unfortunately, my Mum lived only long enough to receive a couple of old age pension cheques which my Mum shared equally with everyone else.
I learned a lot from my Mum. Her strength in facing the world made me who I am today. As such, I will always respect and always cherish her memory. Rest in peace this Mother’s Day Mum.
Love from your son,