My Mother’s Day Journey


For some families, the journey to motherhood comes easy but it certainly wasn’t the case for us, so this Mother’s Day will be extra special.

My husband and I tried for years to get pregnant to no avail. After two miscarriages I was shredded to pieces. The most difficult part was feeling incapable of fulfilling a critical calling, to help make image-bearers of God. The fact that I was unable to have children crippled me with a sense of profound sadness because I know that my life is not my own and I live to serve Him.

But God has a way of doing things that often don’t coincide with our own. He used the years of waiting to teach me that you don’t have to be a parent to help make image-bearers, you just have to be willing to invest time and love into people. He also taught me a thing or two about patience, miracles, and persistent faith.

Then, under the bright fluorescent lights of the hospital, after 15 long hours of labor, I held my son for the first time. His fragile eyes slowly opened when he heard my voice and immediately, he recognized I was his Mom. Initially overcome with awe and thankfulness, it quickly shifted to a reckoning... a sense of duty. The Creator of the Universe is entrusting us to raise up this young life and this is the most important job we will ever have. We named him after the Old Testament Prophet Elisha. His name means, “My God is salvation.”


Happy Mother’s Day to those celebrating both in your homes and in your hearts. I pray that your path brings you to experience this joy, whatever form it may take.