I did not write this, it’s taken from a blog called “Grace while we wait”, however it really hit home with me as Mother’s Day approaches. I have skipped the last two years and will do so again this year, hoping and praying that next year I’ll be blessed to be counted among those women lucky enough to be called “Mom.” Whatever your plans are this year, you are not alone, you are loved, and you are precious.

“I’ll never forget walking into church one Sunday, and given a rose. “Happy Mother’s Day,” the greeter said. As she handed me that rose, it was if the thorns slashed straight through my heart.

Mother’s Day left me exposed.

All of my deepest wounds were on display, it felt, for all to see. There wasn’t a way to get around the ache of that day. Every second was full of pain. And I felt so alone.

Yet, I wasn’t.

He saw every tear that slipped off my cheeks. He watched my heart ache, alone, in the middle of a crowded room. He watched my heart grieve as a mother hugged her daughter, wishing desperately I could share that with my mom. He saw me look away when a little toddler reached up to her mama. And He felt the thorns of that rose pierce the deepest places of my heart. Not a second of my pain was unnoticed by Him. And I wasn’t exposed, like I felt.

I was covered.

I was hidden in Him.

“Set your mind on things that are above, not on things that are on earth. For you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God. Colossians 3:2-3 ESV”

Can I gently remind you, Precious One, that He makes all things new? He brings beauty from our ashes. He speaks into the dust of our stories and commands purpose and beauty to rise forth.

I know Mother’s Day will sting. But I’m praying you’ll find your refuge in Him. He’s your safe place. You can run to Him and let Him cover you.

May you find yourself hidden, concealed protectively, under the shadow of His wings.

You will not go unnoticed by Him.

He sees you, sweet friend, and His heart burns with love for you.”