Mother Love

Gen 2:21 And the Lord God caused a deep sleep to fall on Adam, and he slept; and He took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh in its place. 22 Then the rib which the Lord God had taken from man He made into a woman, and He brought her to the man. 23 And Adam said: "This is now bone of my bones And flesh of my flesh; She shall be called Woman, Because she was taken out of Man."

Gen 3:20 And Adam called his wife's name Eve, because she was the mother of all living.

As Genesis is the book of beginnings, it is not surprising we find the beginning of creation described, of all things and all creatures. One of the things seen in these early chapters of God’s Word is that He has ordained His creatures to participate in the creation process. How amazing!

And yet, all these many thousands of years later – how ordinary?

What has happened to our lives when we see the awesome privilege of participating with God in His creation as ordinary, or run-of-the-mill? After all, thousands of babies are born every day – what’s the big deal?

We suffer from mass-miracle syndrome. If we see a miracle often enough, we cease to see it as miraculous, and instead it becomes routine. We watch the belly grow, we see the baby born, we watch the child grow up, over and over again. Millions upon millions of times, the same story repeated.

Unless it is your story. Your story only happens once. Your story is clearly miraculous. You are one in a million; maybe even million-millions. And you have come through - as far as you are concerned – the mother of ALL living, your ‘Eve,’ your mother, your mommy.

I praise God for how He has, in His wisdom, distributed this wonderful and awesome privilege. I try to imagine all He thinks of each one of these conceptions and each one of these births. His miraculous love poured out on all creation, that we might see what He sees, and feel what He feels about life and creation - but more specifically – about the lives we have participated in creating.

There is no love so awesome as the love we see when a newborn is lain on its mother’s breast. The bond is so great it is as if the flesh does not even exist as a barrier between the two lives. There is nothing we have to compare with that kind of love, nor would we dare. This love, this unconditional love, between mother and child, is – I think – the closest we come to approximating God’s love for us. I believe it is His desire for us to see this, in just this way.

- Pastor Bill