It’s a day to honor and love on our mom’s, either in memory or in person, across the miles or across the dinner table. And if you’re a mom, I’m sure that on Mother’s Day you appreciate even more the sacrificial love of your own momma.
Do you remember your first Mother’s Day?
I do. Just like many of you will do tomorrow, I watched Mother’s Day come and go through tear-filled eyes. Just the weekend before, we had lost our first baby through a miscarriage.
Some of you have suffered the loss of a child, or the loss of your mother or grandmother, or you mourn for a whole relationship with your mom like those you see around you. Or, Mother’s Day is just another day that is full of depression and sadness, just like all the other days.
The point is, while Mother’s Day is full of joy, for many—if not all—people, it is mixed with bits of pain and bouts of sadness.Know someone in pain on this Mother's Day? Share God's hope with them right here!… Click To Tweet
How do we THRIVE in our womanhood the Bible way this Mother’s Day?
How do we reach out to those we know are in pain, while at the same time working through our own?
Good thing God does not leave these questions unanswered! As I was reflecting on that one sad Mother’s Day, the Lord brought this passage of Scripture to my heart.
I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.
And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the LORD.
Blessed is that man that maketh the LORD his trust… ~Psalm 40:1-4a
In the second verse, the author David refers to a horrible pit. In the original language, it said “a cistern of uproar” or “a pit of noise.”
I’m a word picture person and maybe you are, too.
Can you picture this with me?
When I hear the word “cistern” I think of a deep, dark, echoing well. You know, the kind Indiana Jones would drop a rock into to test its depth. Nothing…nothing…nothing…then a faint crash when the stone hits the sludgy bottom. DEEP. And dark.
Now imagine that there is someone trapped at the bottom. She has tried to claw her way out, but to no use. Her loud, scared crying only echoes off of the slimy walls and beats down on her ears. Her feet are stuck in the thick, sucking mud. Her heart speaks so loudly of her fear and pain that she cannot hear herself think. She is sinking. It’s a cistern of uproar, a pit of noise.
Are you in a pit like that? I was, last Mother’s Day. I sat on the floor of the room that was supposed to be our nursery, holding the only outfit our baby had. I cradled it as if I were holding our child and wept. Never before or since have I cried such hard, hot tears. My heart was completely broken.
It was loud, deep, and dark.
Many of you have experienced such pain, either in the past or the present. Even more of you know of someone who has. And not just on Mother’s Day. There are those all around us who live out each day in a pit like this.
But we serve a Savior who bends down to listen.
Our God doesn’t just throw us a rope and expect us to climb out of these clamorous cisterns ourselves. He reaches into that disgusting pit of despair, and brings us OUT with His own big, strong hands.
Our God doesn’t just set us on the ground right above the pit where we could easily fall back in.
No, He establishes us on a solid rock, far away from that sticky, slimy, deep, dark, noisy pit.
But wait, there’s more!
We could stand on the rock and continue to be in despair, no longer in the noisy pit but still weighed down by the pain, carrying the burden of loss or disappointment.
This looks like living your life knowing the promises and character of God, but so deeply focused on your sorrow that your heart cannot heal.
Our God doesn’t leave us there, either.
He puts a song in our mouths, even praise unto our God. Gently, He speaks His truth to our hearts, and draws our eyes away from our pain, and onto Himself. He is the Healer of our hearts. Because of His promise of the hope of Heaven, the sufficiency of His grace, the steadfastness of His love, and the perfection of His plans, our hearts can sing again.
And when others see us singing, they will turn their eyes to the One of Whom we sing.
Are you in a pit of despair today? Tell God you know it’s okay to mourn and be sad, but ask Him to help you not to get lost in your grief. Ask Him to pull you out, because you can’t climb out yourself. Tell Him that you’re scared, you’re hurting, and that you need Him to give you a song.
And don’t stay too long on the floor of your nursery, at the grave of your loved one, or staring at the record of your shattered, unfulfilled dreams.
To hear what God has to say, you have to get up and listen to what He has already said.
Go to His Word, His love letter to us. Pray through Psalms, rejoice in the resurrection, get to know Jesus in the Gospels, listen to His comfort in the verses of Job, and revel in the Romans account of the hope of salvation.
He will not leave you in the pit of noise.
Look up and see the light of His hope.
Blessed is the man that maketh the LORD his trust!
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