Did you have a Happy Mother’s Day? I had a really wonderful weekend. Aaron (our oldest) flew in Friday so Alan, Aaron, and I had an entire day to be together…something that hasn’t happened in 36 years (since #2 son was born). That was unique and super special. Saturday we went to the tulip festival and then spent the rest of the afternoon at Dan and Brianna’s home, where Aaron got to hold his newest nephew, Samuel, for the first time. Daniel and Brianna gave me some gifts, including a pair of beautiful jasper earrings that Daniel picked out himself and a pot of marigolds, which is a tradition on Brianna’s side since she was little and made me feel very loved! Saturday night Carleen (Aaron’s wife) arrived with their four boys, and we had a very joyous reunion before they headed north to spoil Carlie’s mom for Mother’s Day. Sunday morning after church, I was greeted with a beautiful bouquet from a florist, compliments of my youngest, who’d been in Stratford with his best friend taking in some Shakespearean plays, although Joel did make it home in time to spoil me later in the day. Jonathan’s family called, and I got sweet notes from Mike’s family and Stephen (who’s visiting with them). Alan took Joel and me out for dinner at one of my favorite restaurants, and in all, it was an almost perfect day. Almost. There was also a deep ache in my heart, though, because right now there’s a rift in my relationship with my only daughter, which is very sad to me.
I’ve also been praying for a dear friend who’s son committed suicide a few months ago…and for a friend whose beautiful daughter was killed in a car accident…and for a cousin whose daughter died suddenly of pneumonia…and for a beloved friend who never had children, and for friends who’ve lost their precious wife and/or mom this past year, and for friends whose mom is dying of brain cancer right now… Life in this world is never static, nor does it ever seem devoid of sorrows. Yesterday our pastor preached on going “outside the camp” to be with Christ, who went outside the camp to die in our place so that we can be reconciled to God and have fellowship with the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. In our walk of faith, God calls us to follow him “outside the camp,” even it that means separation from our loved ones at times on this earth. Are you separated from someone you love so much that it made your heart ache this Mothers Day? Be of good cheer; we’re on a journey, and we’re not really home yet. But, someday we will be home, and then everything will be made right!“For here have we no continuing city, but we seek one to come” (Hebrews 13:14).