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I’m Boycotting


I want to stage a boycott and protest Mother’s Day. I think we should re-name the second Sunday in May  to Women’s Day.

Oooooohhhh, did I just say that out loud? Well, I didn’t say it, I wrote it.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m a mother, I love my mom and the moms I know, are some of the hardest working women I am pleased to call friends. In reading from Wikipedia about Mother’s Day, it was never meant to be as commercialized as it has become. Expectations are usually high…and not always met. This week I’ve thought about the upcoming celebration more than I usual. I”m not sure why, but for some it’s the hardest day of the year.

So in addition to saluting my mom, my sisters and the four humans who call me Mom…you are tattooed on my heart.

I want to love on women

  • Who want to be moms, but for reasons I am not privy to, they are not.
  • Who are single and raising their kids by themselves, again many reasons, but it still makes it hard.
  • Who are not married yet and so desperately want to be and their hearts yearn for babies.
  • Whose children today are breaking their hearts..they call you mom…but they don’t call.
  • Who have had abortions, and this day reminds them of a child that is not…there is forgiveness and healing at the foot of the cross…Jesus heals the broken-hearted.
  • Whose moms don’t remember their children because of disease

For many, Mother’s Day is glorious, a day of not cooking, laying on the couch and controlling the remote for the day. But for many, it is a hard day, and I for one want to remember all the women this Sunday, the second Sunday of May as Mother’s Day and…..

Happy Women’s Day!!!!



That Time of Year

Late last night, my eyes were burning and  my legs were sore from exercise I had done with a friend who had said, ‘how about a fourth loop?’ We were walking at the local park…each loop is almost a mile!!!

As I laid in bed, trying to sleep, my favorite group of people came to mind; moms. I almost got up to write this post, but knew if I put myself in front of the glaring computer screen late at night, I would regret it.

It’s that time of year again, when children of all ages leave the nest…and Jody gets back to writing.

School has begun for some of you and Lauren will head off to begin her junior year next week. Two years from now I will be sitting at my desk and she will not be in her bed in the next room, but in a college classroom…that’s the goal!

Early this summer I saw a frazzled mom walk across a parking lot. It was apparent she had just come from work. With a teenager in tow,  who was doing her best to help her mom carry loads of dirty clothes into the laundromat, but dropping towels all over the pavement. I recognized ‘the look’ mom was giving daughter. I wanted to jump out of my car and give her hand, but I might be considered a crazy lady. (Yep, this post began a long time ago.) This mom could have been me many years ago as I wanted to be the best mom to four children and do it all. Because that is what we do isn’t it? We pour our lives 110% into the children God has given us and then they leave. But that’s the goal too, isn’t it? Unless you want them to live in your basement!!

Some of my favorite moms will put their children on yellow school buses, some will send them off to high school driving for the first time and some have driven their college age kids many miles away from home and left them there. It’s never easy to let them go. But as Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 tells us, there is a time for everything. I’ve also learned more times than I like to admit, that Justin, Hannah, Kelsey and Lauren are not mine. When they were only a few months old, we stood before our congregations and dedicated them to the Lord to do whatever He wants with them. They weren’t mine then and they are not mine now. I surrender them to my loving Heavenly Father on a daily basis. I am reminded of the verse God gave me out of no where during my college days. God knew I would need this not so gentle reminder even thirty years down the road because of the four children He knew I would have, and the conflict I would have at times to keep Christ as my primary love.

The person who loves father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me; the person who loves son our daughter more than Me is not worthy of Me. And whoever doesn’t take up his cross and follow Me is not worthy of Me. Anyone finding his life will lose it, and anyone losing his life because of me will find it. Matthew 10:37-39

I think of two other mothers who have done the leaving this summer. Leaving family and children at home, they went to Africa to get to know children who do not have moms. They went to love on the least of these, orphans. I am struck by the fact their hearts and lives are big enough for children who need love. I know it wasn’t easy to leave six children with their father or for one to leave a mom who wasn’t feeling well. But they also knew God had called them to this task and they followed their Savior this summer very far from anything familiar.

Sometimes children do the leaving, sometimes the moms do the leaving. But will I follow Him not matter what?(Matthew 4:19)

Dreaming About A Day

June 24, 2015~~I just returned from Rochester, NY where we dropped off Lauren to catch a flight to visit her brother Justin and his wife Melissa. Yes, she is flying alone, having to make not one, but two connections before she can land in Casper. Would you expect anything different from a Gates kid? Taking off on their own? Last night Kelsey surprised us by coming home a day early, last we heard she was stuck in St. Thomas I sat down at my desk to work on something else, and began reading last year’s posts. This one is worth re-posting as I write another post about ‘the dash.’

2014~~A very long time ago I dreamed about a day.

A day like yesterday.

Twenty-five plus years ago I was a twenty something mom of two babies twenty-one months apart. A vivid memory of wanting those days to rush by so I could have a day like I had yesterday. Justin and Hannah were great babies, but I felt like I had twins. Need I say anything else? Would June 3, 2014 every be a reality? As a single college student I floundered because all I wanted to do in life was be a wife and mother. Now that I was, with a third baby on the way making our family with three under the age of four, I wondered if I had chosen the right path. I love(d) being a mom but there were days I wanted to trade in my title for something…more. Several years later Lauren is the joy of my old age as she was born in my late thirties.

The day in and day out of mothering is not for the faint of heart. To be the mom God has called you to be takes courage, perseverance and faith. Whether you stay at home as a mother, work full-time or part-time outside the home, parenting is a full-time job without many rewards you can put your hands on and feel. The trenches of motherhood are often dark, muddy and lonely wondering if the war will be won in the end. (as a side note Rob and I are watching Band of Brothers in honor of the 70th anniversary of D-day, so trenches are fresh in my mind). Trenches are where the real work is accomplished, often for long periods of time, and I often wondered if I would ever emerge, leaving the mud for good.

A day like yesterday began when on the spur of the moment I  took off for Albany to visit one of my babies who will turn 23 in a couple of weeks. Since my older three no longer live at home the times of one on one conversation are limited. We ventured into a food co-op where all the food is grown locally and freshly baked or made. Off to Trader Joes to scope out a store my daughters love, I sure hope it’s true there’s one coming to Syracuse. Lunch was at a an out of the way coffee shop where we were able to take our time, having an adult conversation. Before I turned my car in the direction of home we made a quick stop at another coffee shop where she bought me iced coffee for the road.

I really do not like the saying that is said to young moms far too often…The quote is far too cliche’ for me and does not begin to encompass all that motherhood is.

You better enjoy your kids while they are home, because you blink and they are adults.

I did enjoy them while they were little, the teen years were fun but….and the college years kept me on my knees. But the reward I spoke of earlier in this post, of emerging from the trenches, took the form of a day like yesterday. Those days do come to an end, and the sun is shining on top of the hill of motherhood with a day like yesterday possible for all moms.

So press on mom with three little ones, press on mom who is running a taxi everyday, press on mom who has two full time jobs, press on mom whose last child is making you an empty nester. Press on mom…

…a day like yesterday is in your future.

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