There is a long tradition behind mothering Sunday. There was a practise of those youngsters working away from home, especially girls were allowed to come home for that day. There is a linked custom of visiting mother church or cathedral along with this tradition in England.
I ponder my motherhood- call to be a mother. Enjoyed more since away from job and became a full time mother. Learnt so many amazing things, experienced ,trained.. Lord has used me in so many different ways for my children and others. I reflect on those days , I could help many other children too in different ministries, teens, preteens, youth and to the extend of child care to some parents at their struggles.
My journey in this call turned colourful once I met so many home educating mums. They are one of my ever so big inspiration in motherhood journey, their giving ups, utilising their talents and time for others, getting out from their comfort zones, doing so many amazing things at home and around..This really altered my perception at looking things as mother in pursuit of holiness and adventure of love.
Yesterday, daffodils were packed and given to many parishioners and had a joyful time seeing them taking home.
Making mini mothering day card and tying bunches with ribbon.
Since this time of epidemics many are carrying the sorrowful or missing memories of their beautiful moms. That pain and longing to meet mum is in my heart too.
Theresu made a card for me and gave it to me. Others wished ; Jochayan, Thersu and Geo prepared some cup cakes to distribute to a few mums nearby.
Since it is special day, a day to honour heavenly mother too. Travelled to Preston to visit Ladyewell...that was a sweet memory. Beautiful shrine with sattions of cross , lit candles, drank some holy water and offered prayers for mothers who are extremely struggling at this time of the year. Kids had some time to wander around too. Also we made a small pilgrimage praying for Annu and Munnu's upcoming igcse exams.
Some caramel slices were made for children.
I felt like God fulfilled one of my dreams on this day to do something for our neighbourhood eventhough little, by dropping some daffodils for our neighbourhood mothers.
' On Mothering Sunday, above all other,
Every child should dine with its mother'
St Margaret Clitheroe pray for us.
HAPPY MOTHERING SUNDAY
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