What is a mother?

Dear Beloved Reader, how I have missed our moments of serenity with the written word. I will write more of why my distance has taken place. I felt today was the perfect moment to start again. I look forward to telling of all the things great and small, good and bad, sad and joyful. For today may we ponder the wonders of one of the most fascinating, mysterious and majestic phenomena’s in existence. Motherhood. Happy Mother’s Day to all of the women who made their womb a sanctuary of life and love!!

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What is a mother?

If you could wrap all of space, the depths of the ocean, and all the majestic colors beyond our color wheel…

If you could measure the sheer magnitude of the weight of the mountains and count the stars on a beautiful summer night…

If you could pause time and freeze the moment when your mother first held you in her arms…

If only we had the chance to step back and watch from the outside—the countless waking moments of the night, the long days of selflessness, the endless moments of tears, laughter, sadness, and joy…

We might get the chance, no the privilege I should say of understanding a mother’s heart….

The lightheartedness, mixed with the constant responsibility that weighs on a mother’s heart.

The depths of her devotion and love go deeper than the deepest precipice.

Her unwavering heart—believing in her children—is a rock for generations.

The selflessness of sacrificing every part of herself to bring one of us into the world is the costliest gift imaginable. It didn’t just cost her nine months of forming a life. It was her giving her life for another: her time, energy, body, mind, emotions… a list so long it could fill the rest of this small token of recognition.

She is with us in our lowest and most vulnerable states.

She shields us, knowing that the baby once safe in her womb must now face a world full of dangers.

The womb—our first paradise, our sanctuary—is the holiest of places and the very essence of love.

The depths of a mother are unsearchable and never-ending.

No matter how old you are, she is still your mother and sees you as the one she shared everything with.

It’s easy to forget, to take her for granted, even to get frustrated by how she loves.

But little do we know—she bore it all so we could be born.

She can’t help her instinct to protect.

She carried that responsibility for nine months, and it never left her.

So, when we don’t understand, or even feel ashamed of her protectiveness, try to remember:

This is her first time on earth, too.

Try to understand her heart—she isn’t trying to control you or stop you from living your life.

She’s a mother.

It’s in her nature to feel responsible, protective, loving, and nurturing.

Because a mother is the very essence of what it means to bring forth the most powerful, majestic, and beautiful experiences in life.

She made you.

We don’t get our moms forever.

The natural way of things is that she gives her whole life, yet may not see all of yours.

We, as children, will one day see her last—though she was there for our first.

She held us in our weakness, so that we might one day hold her in hers.

A mother shows the essence of what it means to love so deeply… and to hurt just as deeply.

Because to love is to hurt—and we miss out on that truth when we try to push pain away.

So, for this Mother’s Day, don’t let it be just another day full of flowers, gifts, and teddy bears.

Let it be a day when you truly see your mother—as a human who gave everything, sacrificed so much, and would give anything to see you become better than she was or is.

A woman who gave you life and one day will pass on.

Don’t let that day be the only time you bring flowers.

Let it mean something more than a gift.

She doesn’t expect everything—because you are her everything.

If you don’t have a close or good relationship with your mother, I’m so sorry.

Or if she has already passed on into glory, remember her beauty and count every blessing you had with her—especially your life.

We don’t choose our mothers, and they don’t choose us.

But when she found out you were coming—she chose you.

If you have breath in your lungs, a woman sacrificed herself for you to have it.

Even if you’re not close, even if she’s gone—she still chose you.

And that is something to celebrate today.

Happy Mother’s Day

To all the women who chose life and sacrificed more than anyone knows:

Today, we recognize you.

You are blessed and highly favored.

May your life be long and prosperous—full of laughter, love, and joy.

May you see your children’s children, and beyond.

May you live fully—because it’s your first time on earth, too.

And when He calls you to glory, you won’t be losing anything, and neither will your children—

It will be the passing of the mantle of motherhood.

A woman who fears Yahweh will be praised!

So today we proclaim this over you, and with one voice, we say:

THANK YOU.

Age does not discriminate when it comes to motherhood—so this is for the new mothers and the seasoned ones!

I give you a heartfelt HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!

But especially to my mother. I love you and could never say how much 🤍🤍🤍

With great love

Elysa