Sunday, March 27, 2011
As thy days may demand, So thy succor shall be
I know that not all who read my blog are mothers, but many of you are. My heart goes out to you. And I was thinking about you and of myself as a mother today at church when we sang the hymn "How Firm A Foundation." This hymn always touches me. But today as we sang it, a line that I have sung a hundred times before stood out to me differently.
The line comes at the end of the second verse and it reads, "As thy days may demand, so they succor shall be." I had never thought much about the line before, but today when I saw it my thoughts immediately turned to motherhood.
I have a firm testimony that motherhood is a divine calling. Since my daughter was born I have had countless experiences that have strengthened that testimony. Perhaps of those experiences, the most easy to recall are all of times when she's been upset or fussy or on the verge of danger and the Spirit has whispered to me a word of counsel, advice, or warning.
How many times I've held my crying daughter in my arms, utterly unsure of how to help her, and then had the Spirit whisper to me something like, "Maybe her teeth are hurting," I have no idea. And then, of course, the moment we get the medicine to help her teeth feel better, the crying lessens and before long the peace and calm of a happy or sleeping daughter returns.
Nor could I count the number of times I've been busy doing something in the kitchen, not worried about and not paying attention to what she was up to in the other room and then--always out of nowhere--the Spirit warns me, "Go to her." On more than one occasion I've found my daughter standing on the ledge inside her closet or on top of the little table in her room, on the verge of danger and waiting to be rescued.
These experiences build my faith and encourage me to be a better mother. But there are other encouraging, faith-building motherhood experiences which also touch my heart and bless my life. I think they come most often on the days that seem the worst. The days when Olivia has been crying or fussing constantly. The days when I'm just too tired. The days when everything I try to do fails. The days when--if there were a way out--I'd take it. Just hand my daughter off to a babysitter and take the rest of the day off. But of course, as mothers, we rarely get the day off. And so, somehow, we must find a way to make it through.
It is my quiet, simple testimony that Heavenly Father is always there to help us on those days. When we feel like yelling he can soften our hearts and help us have peace. When we're overly tired he can bless us with the energy to go on. And when we truly can't go on he always has a way of sending relief.
To every mother who has ever felt overwhelmed I say, hang in there. You are doing the work of the Lord.