Hope you’re doing well, and have sweet Mother’s Day weekend plans. I kicked off the festivities by attending a Mother’s Day brunch with Sam at his school. Part of the morning included receiving a list of sweet thoughts from Sam, the prompts for which were provided by an adult skilled at getting answers that are funny, heartfelt and unexpected. But one prompt was left blank. It was the one that said, “A song I remember you singing is…”
I was perplexed. And then his explanation made it even worse. “Oh, yeah. I left that one blank,” he said, “because I don’t remember you ever singing to me.”
I sang to him all the time. I have plenty of videos of him singing the songs back to me. I prided myself on singing to all three of my boys. I memorized new verses of songs I knew with the sole intention of singing them as lullabies.
Yet at twelve years old the little cherub, who was once so comforted by my voice, has zero recollection of it ever occurring. Thankfully, before I had a full-on pity party over being taken for granted, I reminded myself why I sang in the first place. Was it to be recognized or remembered? Of course not. I sang to Sam out of love.
And really we do lots of things as parents that will never be appreciated. I hauled our older two boys around Europe when Will was stationed in Germany for two months. They don’t remember a minute of it. Here’s Nate and me in Amsterdam.
When I was pregnant with Sam, we took Dub and Nate on the Disney cruise. We are not cruise people. We are park-it-at-the-beach-and-read people. But we thought it would be fun for them, and it was easy to do since we lived twenty minutes from Port Canaveral.
Here’s Nate with Goofy Santa on board the ship.
Dub was just five years old but every fiber of his being disagreed with the very existence of Goofy Santa and he refused to even look at him, much less pose with him. But even Dub’s disdain for the absurdity of it all was soon forgotten. Memories galore have been made and quickly forgotten.
Our culture prizes recognition and accolades, but as good as they feel, they cannot be our motive. Instead, love should be the driving force in all we do.
Jesus said, “Beware of practicing your righteousness before other people in order to be seen by them, for then you will have no reward from your Father who is in heaven.” Matthew 6:1 ESV.
And Paul said, “Let all that you do be done in love.” 1 Corinthians 16:14 ESV.
Lord Jesus, help me not to crave recognition or be wounded when things go unnoticed or forgotten. Help me, Lord, to do all things in love and never for the sake of being seen. Give me a pure heart, Lord, and help me to love my people well, because You have loved me well.