There’s something intimate and beautiful that happens when a woman gives birth. Something glorious.
Or so I’m told.
“So, until you have your own baby,” I hear, “you just won’t understand.”
And when I believe them… something in my heart withers and dies.
There’s a special mother-knowledge that is only for those whose bodies aren’t broken.
When I believe them… God has harmed me.
He has refused to give me good and has left me with broken hopelessness.
But I have something to say. Something for all you who have mother-hearts and broken bodies.
I know mother-love,
and I have never born a child.
And you can too.
Because when I went crawling to God, hurting and horrified and lost- He showed up. He crawled right in my brokenness with me and began to teach me. “Do you know who created motherhood?” He whispered, “It was Me.” Everything good in this world is a reflection of God, for He is all things good. And true mother-love? It comes from Him.
He gives it to the woman who opens her home to the hurting and hungry. He gives it to the woman who makes tea and serves it to the teenage girl with acne and boy troubles. He gives it to the woman whose body refuses to conceive, but still she kneels down and teaches the little ones who belong to others.
Mother-love is a reflection of God’s heart, and Scripture is full of encouragement to seek after the things of God.
For some, mother-love is born with the seed of life in her womb.
For others, it is born when the squalling babe bursts into the world.
For others, it is when the child is nursed, or changed, or cuddled, or comforted.
And for others? Mother-love is born through the tears and prayers of singleness or infertility.
It grows and blossoms with short relationships. The neighbor child who needs to be loved on, the baby whose mother has to work for a season, the niece, the nephew, the children of friends, the teenage girl who is pregnant too early, the mother of many who desperately needs help.
God uses every relationship to mold something anciently new into her heart– mother-love.
How do I know? Because I know what true mother-love is.
It is something that God knew and experienced on the deepest of all levels.
True mother-love is sacrifice.
And I don’t have to bear a child to choose to sacrifice myself for those around me.
All I have to do is choose Christ and His ways, over my own.
So from this mother-heart, to yours,
don’t fear that God is keeping something great from you,
it’s available to anyone.
“Sing, barren woman, who has never had a baby.
Fill the air with song, you who’ve never experienced childbirth!
You’re ending up with far more children
than all those childbearing women.” God says so!
“Clear lots of ground for your tents!
Make your tents large. Spread out! Think big!
Use plenty of rope,
drive the tent pegs deep.
You’re going to need lots of elbow room
for your growing family.
You’re going to take over whole nations;
you’re going to resettle abandoned cities.
Don’t be afraid—you’re not going to be embarrassed.
Don’t hold back—you’re not going to come up short.