Better than a card

I sent my mom a card and I'll call her this evening to wish her a happy Mother's Day. But if I know her, she probably forgot that this was Mother's Day. My mom doesn't care about making a big deal of her birthday or anniversary either. She knows we love her. She treasures that we're one in Christ as well as by blood and that's what matters to her.

As I've gotten older, I've become more like my mom in this respect. But there was a time when I would be hurt if there weren't cards or presents. I wanted and thought I needed that affirmation. But when things turned south for my marriage, when we were in the courtroom fighting over custody, those things didn't matter quite as much.

When I came close to losing my daughter, sharing life with her in all its ordinariness became enough for me. Yes, cards and presents are nice, but I'll take her over them. I also realized that my worth as a person and a mom isn't based on any one's recognition. I have value because I'm made in the image of God and He has saved me through the gospel. And because I am His, the ins and outs of daily life count for Him.

We're not doing very much today. If you are, go for it. We were blessed to meet with the saints this morning. We're going to get Thai carry-out for dinner. We're together and that's what matters.