Mother’s Day and the Lord’s Day

mothersdayCelebrated writer and Presbyterian Anne Lamott certainly got some attention last week when she came out against Mother’s Day. In part, she wrote:

. . . Mother’s Day celebrates a huge lie about the value of women: that mothers are superior beings, that they have done more with their lives and chosen a more difficult path. Ha! Every woman’s path is difficult, and many mothers were as equipped to raise children as wire monkey mothers. I say that without judgment: It is, sadly, true. An unhealthy mother’s love is withering.

The illusion is that mothers are automatically happier, more fulfilled and complete. But the craziest, grimmest people this Sunday will be the mothers themselves, stuck herding their own mothers and weeping children and husbands’ mothers into seats at restaurants. These mothers do not want a box of chocolate. These mothers are on a diet.

I hate the way the holiday makes all non-mothers, and the daughters of dead mothers, and the mothers of dead or severely damaged children, feel the deepest kind of grief and failure. The non-mothers must sit in their churches, temples, mosques, recovery rooms and pretend to feel good about the day while they are excluded from a holiday that benefits no one but Hallmark and See’s. There is no refuge — not at the horse races, movies, malls, museums. Even the turn-off-your-cellphone announcer is going to open by saying, “Happy Mother’s Day!” You could always hide in a nice seedy bar, I suppose. Or an ER . . .

You can read the rest of Anne’s screed for yourself. I think she makes some good points. On the other hand, simply to ignore Mother’s Day on Sunday in church can also be hurtful. As we plan worship, Michael Corzine and I always struggle with how to acknowledge Mother’s Day without making non-mothers “feel the deepest kind of grief and failure.”

Our approach was to include scriptural images of mothers in the liturgy – especially in the prayers and hymns. And you might have noticed that the prayers of the people focused on families of many varieties, shapes, and sizes – not just on the stereotypical families often invoked on Mother’s Day. Here are two of the verses we sang from Daniel Bechtel’s hymn in Glory to God:

Like a mother who has borne us,
held us chose in her delight,
fed us freely from her body,
God has called us in to life.

Like a father who has taught us,
grasped our hand and been our guide,
left us and healed our sorrow
God has walked with us in life. . .

Michael and I have made a note to sing that hymn again on Father’s Day!

About Brant Copeland

I was born in Brownsville, Texas, grew up in San Antonio and in Lake Charles, Louisiana. I'm the pastor of First Presbyterian Church, Tallahassee, Florida.
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