Blessing the Moms

Sunday we celebrate Mother's Day and all those who have mothered us.

Like the hen that envelopes her chicks, we will gather in honor the loving embrace 

for those who care, shelter, nurture and protect us.  May God's grace hold our tender

memories and future hopes for all moms.  Pastor Pam

“Blessing the Mothers” by Jan Richardson

 Who are our first sanctuary.

Who fashion a space of blessing with their own being:

with the belly the bone and the blood or,

if not with these, then with the durable heart

that offers itself to break and grow wide, to gather itself around another as refuge, as home.

Who lean into the wonder and terror of loving what they can hold but cannot contain.

Who remain in some part of themselves always awake, a corner of consciousness keeping perpetual vigil.

Who know that the story is what endures is what binds us is what runs deeper even than blood

and so they spin them in celebration of what abides and benediction on what remains:

a simple gladness that latches onto us and graces us on our way.