It was a typical Sunday morning. My husband and I rushed our children out of the house to the mini van, buckled our seatbelts, and sped down the road to a full octane service where people’s lives would be changed. At least we hoped they would be, after all, we were the Senior Pastors. We honestly believed that every service could change somebody’s life…and many times they did. There was so much significance to be found in the ministry that we carried. But, little did I know, God was about to shift our feet to a new world…a new platform…one that was far less visible than the Sunday morning spotlight I had grown accustomed to. One where I would struggle to find any significance in it at all, for the shear lack of visibility. My new platform would be Motherhood.
You see, I used to be one of those women who got her significance from the limelight. As a credentialed minister in our fellowship, I ministered alongside my husband as we Pastored our growing congregation in Northeast Philadelphia. I spoke regularly, led worship on a weekly basis and even wrote a few songs of my own. I certainly learned a lot from Motherhood by mothering a spiritual household. There are a lot of parallels between what you do by way of the Spirit and by way of the natural concerning motherhood. And I most certainly did have a few individuals that I was able to Mother by way of the Spirit into a new life. Nothing could be more fulfilling. In fact, for a season, our ministry was the main place where I got my sense of fulfillment and significance from. I won’t lie. I guess you could consider this a confession.
Then, came our recent transition into a new field…a field where God has planted us by His divine hand. Entering into the field of education has planted my husband in the local highschool and myself into homeschool. It has been a huge shift. Where is my platform now I ask? I have no fans, no compliments, and no pats on the back. No, “that was such a beautiful song, I just love the way you sang that!” No, “You are so anointed. God just used you to speak straight to me!” No, “I just love how you preach! That was such a great message!” No. There are no public accolades for my platform now. Motherhood isn’t like that. It’s done in the privacy of my own home, with my own family. No one will ever see me mopping the floors, doing the dishes, folding the thousandth load of laundry, or waking up in the middle of the night to care for the needs of my children. No one will see the 5 star dinner I put on the table last night or that I fixed myself up so I would look five star to go along with it (there are some days where that actually happens : ). There are no public ravings for what I do on a daily basis now. No limelight to revel in. But in the absence of that spotlight and in the thickness of the silence, something holy began to happen in my heart. When the voices of the complimenting crowd dissipated into the distance, the still small voice of my Heavenly Father began to speak. I began to feel a fresh compassion for my family. My heart began to break for my children. I began to realize fresh and anew how much they need me to be present for them. God began to dip my heart into fresh grace for a new season. He took my heart of stone and made it a heart of flesh. I was born again into a new calling. Motherhood is a calling. And I will not ever forget the moment it happened for me.
I can honestly say that I feel significance in the small things now. Things that I used to do just because I had to, now I do because I get to. I know now, more than ever, that my children need my love the same way they need air to breathe. Love is the context for all of life. And that’s exactly what mothers do. Give Life.
I pray for every Mother out there, that you would know the importance of your calling as a Mother. If you have been an ambitious, power seeking, and lime-light living woman like me, I pray God will be able to grip your heart also for a new season and a new calling. Power to be in the present. Ambition to see the smallest task done well. Significance in the small places. It’s in those places that your Heavenly Father sees and speaks.
God sees in the secret and rewards in public. -Bob Hazlett.
The greatest reward that I can have is my children walking fully aware of their Heavenly Father’s voice and fully awake to their earthly calling.
Her children rise up and call her blessed – Proverbs 31:28
We serve an amazing God who sees in secret and rewards in public. One day, everything we do in the secret hidden places will be walking around in plain light. Fully revealed.
For nothing is secret that will not be revealed, nor anything hidden that will not be known and come to light. – Luke 8:17.
For those who walk in small spaces. Secret places. That is a great promise.
Check out the other posts in this series, “Thoughts on Motherhood”:
- Is there part of this post that resonates with your own experience? What part? Leave a comment.
- What moments of motherhood feel significant to you?
- When was the moment your heart shifted and accepted the call of Motherhood?
- Or just leave a comment with your thoughts on Motherhood!