As Mother’s Day approaches, I am reminded of a song written by Steve Tyrell, Stephanie Tyrell, and Barry Coffing. It is called “How Do You Talk to an Angel” and is performed on Jamie Walter’s “The Heights” CD (label Capital, Soundtrack for the television 1992 television series “The Heights”). It is a song about meeting someone that you grow so in love with that you consider it nearly impossible to communicate that love. The writers compare the attempt at such a proclamation to be the equivalent of trying to “catch a falling star.” I believe that trying to honor a mom also warrants such a comparison.
After all, how is it possible to demonstrate the importance and gratitude due the ones who nourished our bodies as they formed in their womb? And what gift or reward can accurately relay the thankfulness of our spirits to the ones who clutched us to their bosoms while we grew into creatures of understanding and compassion? I doubt there exist such an award, so all attempts are destined to be somewhat futile. I believe that’s why as children we were proud to deliver gifts, drawings, crayon created cards, and breakfast in bed to Mom even though we felt she deserved so much more. We instinctively knew that Mom would be happy with whatever Mother’s Day surprise we managed to piece together.
I remember, as a teenager, spending up to an hour looking through the Hallmark cards for an acceptable declaration to present to my mother on her special day. In fact, I don’t remember any other holiday that brought such a daunting card search.
Moms are keenly aware of the mutual love shared by both parent and child. It is the centerpiece of their existence; to create, nurture, and inspire this special bond that is universally understood and celebrated. The Lord even compares His love for us to the love a mother has for her child, for Isaiah 66:13 (NIV) tells us, “As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you; and you will be comforted over Jerusalem.” Isn’t that completely amazing? God is using the example of a mother’s love for her child as an example of His love for his people. Could there be a more legitimate endorsement of a mother’s love than this? I don’t think so.
So, on this Mother’s Day, remember that the perfect gift, the perfect card, or the perfect words may not be presented to the celebrated individual you love so dear, but the one who created such a special love is more than willing to guide you in your search to find the best way to honor the one you call Mom. So I recommend going to the Lord in intense prayer as you examine the best way to tell your mother just how much she means to you.
And for all you mothers who have taken the time to read my column, I want to thank you for all that you do, for even though I don’t know you, I know your compassion is great enough to be compared to the Lord’s compassion for humanity!