When love makes sacrifice a pleasure! Once again, it is Mothers’ Day and the mass media in these days are full of advertisements on the various offers to celebrate this day; elaborate plans are planned, expensive gifts are considered and banquets are a common way to commemorate this day dedicated to our mothers.
Amidst all the celebrations and joy, let us go back in time to relive the days we spent with her. She gave birth do us, fed us, took care of all our needs as helpless babies, supported us during school days, and as we grow they may take care of our kids.
But now, that is today, she may be healthy and fit, stricken with illness of various sorts, bed-ridden, terminally ill or she may even be on her deathbed waiting for a last glimpse of the children she loved so much. Some of our mothers could also be dead and gone. Whatever state she may be in let us reflect a little on our lives with this extra ordinary creature of God and who she has been throughout her life.
We make many sacrifices for advancements in our lives but often we do them for a reward. There is only one person who enjoys sacrificing her time and energy as it is done for the real love for the other person. Undeniably, this is none other than our own mother; her immeasurable love for us makes her sacrifice a pleasure not pain.
As kids, we did not realize all her sacrifices as our vision was blinded by her love for us. It takes a long time to appreciate all the sacrifices that our mother has done and is continuing to do for us. When we were young we took all her sacrifices for granted. Only now that we are older, perhaps parents, do we truly appreciate the fine qualities of the love and affection our mothers had for us?
In the Bausch family there were 5 boys and it was amazing how our mother could take care of all of them equally well. Every one of us was equal in her eyes although, at times, all of us got special privileges for one thing or another.
We can remember the sleepless nights mom spent taking care of us when we were sick. The moments of anxiety she experienced when we were sick, the tears she shed, and the intense prayers for our recovery. All she lived for was for our well-being and without any ulterior motive.
I hope that parents understand the pain and anxiety they may endure when their children suffer or have failures in their lives.
In those days cooking was a real chore without all the modern gadgets we have today. Everything from grinding to cutting was done by hand and you can imagine the difficulties encountered in preparing at least 3 meals a day, with all of us on different schedules at times. This all being done with a limited income as dad was the sole breadwinner.
Dad was a great man, but mom an exemplary wife especially in those days when the family business struggled. Our dad was not completely dependent on mom, but close to it; he could hardly find a quart of milk at the grocery store.
Sadly, today many moms do not have their sacrifices appreciated, which really can hurt to the core. Many of us simply forget that moms participate in making us what we are today. If your mom is still with you please do not be too busy to spending time talking and listening to her.
Many of mothers are now elderly and may be riddled with so many ailments. They are living in fear of loneliness at the twilight of their lives. Her husband, a lifelong companion, may have passed. We may not be able to cure all her illnesses, but the least we can give her is reassurance that we care and love her. Similar to the great love and passion she gave us.
Let us not forget that our mother, in whatever state she may be, is our responsibility to care and love; we cannot run away from that obligation.
To a mother there is nothing more comforting than to see her children in good health and happiness. As children if we can convince her that she was the source and inspiration for our success and happiness in life, she would be the happiest mother today.
Are we following Jesus in the way we treat our mother? Every day and often many times a day, we say, “Jesus I love you”. If we do not love our mother, whom we can see, hear, touch and experience her love; how can we love a God who we cannot see, hear or touch?
A happy and blessed Mothers’ Day!
Let us continue to pray for peace in our world!
In peace and courage,