When The Vocation To Motherhood Doesn't Feel Like Enough

If there is one picture of the Madonna that has always spoken to me, it is the Polish Madonna. I first saw this image when my children were very small, and I was immediately captivated. Until then, my mental picture of the Blessed Mother was of the Queen of Heaven—so holy, so revered. She is and always will be. Yet in this painting, she came close to me in a new way: tender, present, and deeply understanding of the ordinary, often wearying tasks of motherhood.

As we prepare to celebrate Mother’s Day, I think back on those early years. What my children needed most was not a perfect mom, but my presence—the ability to be in the moment with them. That “moment” doesn’t end when they grow older. Whether it’s looking into the eyes of a child in pain, disappointment, or loss—or catching the sparkle of laughter in their eyes—the bond of motherhood never loosens. Their heartbreak becomes ours; their joy, our joy. These are the simple, sacred moments that make up the life of a family.

Still, there are seasons when motherhood doesn’t feel like enough. Long winters when the days are heavy, when our sacrifices go unnoticed, when we question whether what we give truly matters. Yet, just as spring always follows the dark and cold, God promises renewal for our souls. He does not abandon us in those hidden places. He waits with us, and then, in His time, He brings new light, new life, new hope.

Yesterday, as I sat in the spring sun, grateful for the green and the birdsong after such a long winter, I found an old reflection tucked into a book. How fitting that it appeared right before Mother’s Day—a message I believe many mothers need to hear.

Continue On
A woman once fretted over the usefulness of her life.
She feared she was wasting her potential being a devoted wife and mother.
She wondered if the time and energy she invested in her husband and children would make a difference.
At times she got discouraged because so much of what she did seemed to go unnoticed and unappreciated.
"Is it worth it?" she often wondered. "Is there something better that I could be doing with my time?"

It was during one of these moments of questioning that she heard the still, small voice of her heavenly Father speak to her heart.
"You are a wife and mother because that is what I have called you to be.
Much of what you give is done without remuneration. But I am your reward.
Your husband cannot be the man I have called him to be without your support.
Your influence upon him is greater than you think and more powerful than you will ever know.
I bless him through your service and honor him through your love.

Your children are precious to Me. Even more precious than they are to you.
I have entrusted them to your care to raise for Me.
What you invest in them is an offering to Me.
You may never be in the public spotlight.
But your obedience shines as a bright light before Me.
Continue on. Remember you are My servant. Do all to please Me."
—Roy Lessin

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