The Love of a Mother Feb. 2014
Today…Valentine’s Day…the love of a mother…or the lack there of…
In my Bible study time this morning, I read in Mark 6: 14-29, the story of the beheading of John the Baptist. I, as many of you might, considered myself very familiar with this story. The Word, when I allow it, will live in me in a new way. What stuck me today was the action of the mother, Herodias, who influenced and manipulated her daughter to be a part to a murder. How was this girl scarred emotionally? How did she suffer for her part in the decapitation of a man?
Parents so often make personal decisions that harm their children. I know I have done so. Have you?
Sam and I had the privilege to speak with two sisters on Monday who grew up in a shelter in San Pedro Sula because their father abandoned their family and their mother could not provide for her three children. This is very common here and this is why God has called us to Quimistan: to build just such a shelter.
These sisters were blessed as they have been loved and ‘adopted’ by a loving Christian family; have graduated from a bilingual school and are now attending the university. They cried as they shared their story, acknowledging their blessings but also their loss. Grateful for the love of their ‘adopted’ father but having an innate longing to hear their biological father tell them he is proud of them and he loved them.
How many of us on this day, no matter our age, long to hear our parents tell us that they love us and are proud of us? How many of us as parents have not told our children these words? I would encourage us all to take the time to express our love to those whom God has placed in our lives. But also to make decisions that will encourage, protect and provide for them.
"If I speak in human or angelic tongues, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal." 1 Cor. 13:1.
There is too much noise already in this world, so I ask the Father, "Please enable me to love quietly and steadfastly others unto you.
Porque Cristo me amó primero, (Because Christ first loved me)
Roxanne