Happy Mother's Day

Hillsong Collected

Here I am sitting, drinking my tea... it's a chilly autumn afternoon and I'm looking so forward to this weekend. It is of course Mother's Day on Sunday... and for me, one marking a beautiful victory. I can't wait to sit in church with my beautiful (and long awaited) 5 month-old Maizey Augustine and smooch her cheeks til they fall off, as we worship in the House of God together.

I also can't help but remember the last few years when Mother's Day was hard. I remember feeling the ache of knowing that it would be a day that would remind me of the promise in my heart that was yet to be in my hands. I suppose I write today with a very thankful heart and also one that knows the depths of this day for so many beautiful women in the church.

As a woman, I believe we are built for this thing called ‘motherhood’... on every level. Now, to those of you girls reading this that are the farthest thing from 'clucky', I realise you are probably smirking here and thinking how 'far off' this time of life is for you... but I think we start learning to be mothers from the moment our mothers hold us in their arms, after we are born - adopted or biological - from the moment we pick up our first baby doll through to the time that our Barbie meets Ken for the first time in that Barbie Dream house in our rooms. (Please tell me I'm not the ONLY one who was obsessed with Barbies??) We watch our mothers nurture, or in some cases we long for our mothers to nurture, but it is in us... its in every human being... the longing and need to be loved and cared for. Of course, the ultimate and truest form of this is in the way that we are first loved by our magnificent Saviour. As He fills us so full with His love, it begins to spill out from every side and we become the outworking of what He shows us to be. We are daughters, mothers, nanna's, aunties, sisters, neighbours, friends and wives... but in any of these capacities we are able to mother.

Jill McCloghry: Hillsong CollectedMaizey McChloghry

It is her heart and the gentle, sometimes firm hand of a mother that makes her who she is. She is the embodiment of the Proverbs 31 woman and she can be these things long before a baby reaches her arms... even before her husband first takes her hand. I'm so thankful for the mother hearts that God has place in leadership around me to be an example of how to live well and of course I am so thankful for my Mom who is my absolute hero of an example, the embodiment of a Godly mother.

I pray that this Mother's Day for you would be a day that, no matter where you are in life, you would know that you are loved so deeply by our Heavenly Father. I pray that you would be nurtured by the beautiful hand of God and also by the people He has placed around you. I pray that you would be so filled to over-flowing that you would be spilling over the love that is in you to the people that you are called to 'mother' around you. I pray that you would see and seize the opportunity to be the heart and gentle hand of a mother to the children of God that are in your hands and lastly I pray that it would be a day that would keep you holding on the promises already realized or not yet in your heart and hands.

Let ‘hope rise and darkness tremble’ as His light shines on you, in you and through you this Mother's day.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!

Love, Jill.

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