by Rev Janet Onnie
May 11, 2025
I have mixed feelings about preaching on Mothers Day – balancing terror and wonder. Terror because I know that no matter what I say at best I’m going to leave someone out. At worst I’ll going to engender painful memories. I worry about the responses of women who have – by chance or by choice — not had children. Or have buried their children. Or given them up. Or lost them to circumstances way, way beyond their control. Or simply don’t like them. I worry about the men – left out of this mythology – who are raising children alone or in partner with another man. Or the men who have unknowingly fathered children. I worry about non-binary combination of parents not acknowledged by this day. I worry about causing you pain by bringing up memories you may have of your mother.
But I also view Mother’s Day with a wonder that has been repressed for quite some time. For many of us it is our mother who is the first divinity for us: she is literally our life-giver, our nurturer. The bad thing about the perfect mother myth perpetuated by the greeting card people is that children believe it and demand it of their mother. Our mother was our God from which all blessings – nourishment, comfort, and care – flowed. There is a story of Egyptian men who were awed by maternal behavior patterns, wondering why women did what they did to maintain the race. Maxims written about 1500 BCE said: “Thou shalt never forget thy mother and what she has done for thee….For she carried thee long beneath her heart as a heavy burden, and after thy months were accomplished she bore thee. Three long years she carried thee upon her shoulder and gave thee her breast to thy mouth, and as thy size increased her heart never once allowed her to say, “Why should I do this?”!
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