Tomorrow is Mother’s Day.

I remember my first Mother’s Day after my stillborn daughter was delivered. It had been months since I held her lifeless body in the hospital. God had already given me a sweet boy to cuddle and make me a mom years prior, but that Sunday was terrible. I struggled to make it through worship, but when the pastor began his Mother’s Day sermon, I lost it. I snuck out to the foyer and wept. Unbeknownst to me my friends were prepared to provide comfort when I needed it following me out of the service.

If this is you, I pray you have a friend who will “follow you out” to cry with you as I did. I hope you understand that your feelings are acceptable in whatever form they take. Be gentle with your heart.

Maybe you are the friend; be listening to the Spirit’s call, and be obedient when you hear His voice. Normally I would say “be prepared to follow someone out the door,” but this year, in light of COVID-19, we may not be able to physically comfort. Still allow the Spirit to move you to call or send a text. And at the least, be available.