Mothering Sunday (as opposed to the American MOTHERS' DAY in May) is the fourth Sunday in Lent, when traditionally we gave thanks for mother church. I think it was the Victorians who began to send their servant girls home for the afternoon to see their mothers, and it developed and was transformed. Today it is fraught with difficulties in church, as clergy try to appease so many for whom it is difficult for whatever reason.
Mother's Day is here to stay.
Retailers love it.
But deeper far than any sentimentality (in the best sense of that word) is the mothering of God.
EL SHADDAI - I am the Almighty God (Genesis 17:1 AKJV)
EL - this very old word for God means might, or power. But SHADDAI has a very different sense - that of provider, the one who pours out all that is needed. Just as a mother feeds her infant, and provides everything - strength and nourishment, love and contentment. Hugs. Oh the hugging of a mother and child in a loving relationship!
The Lord God, seen as a breastfeeding mother.
Pouring forth into us.
Pouring out all that we need to sustain and nourish us.
Pouring out love and blessing.
Holding us, hugging us.
Lord, I need to know you as my El Shaddai today: the lover of my soul.
This post is linked with a post from my other blog, Grace2help.com (a daily devotional for those in the first year of bereavement) and is from Week Sixteen of The Scent of Water - the rest of the week continues the theme.
photos courtesy of freedigitalphotos.net Mother's day:Stuart Miles/Retrievers:khunaspix