Since Mothers Weary Not of Their Children

Some peculiar discouragements have assailed me the last few days, and last night one of our daughters felt low in spirits as well, she who is the sunshine ray and the servant heart who blesses and serves as a favorite hobby, yet feeling the necessities of life pressing in and shutting out the ability to do thus.  This is the girl who cleans her brother’s room for sport, brought us tea and flowers on a platter as one of her daily subjects like math, most of her elementary years.  Yet she shows that we do not know how many blessings we leave trailing behind us when our hearts are given to loving others, even when we feel that we have done nothing.

We had a good heart to heart talk and she rose feeling lightened, and I, deeply glad that I could encourage her.  So then, reading this from Spurgeon this morning had even more meaning:

“As one whom his mother comforteth, so will I comfort you.”  Isaiah 66:13

A mother’s comfort! Ah, this is tenderness itself.  How she enters into her child’s grief!  How she presses him to her bosom, and tries to take all his sorrow into her own heart!  He can tell her all, and she will sympathize as nobody else can.  Of all comforters the child loves best his mother, and even grown men have found it so.

Does Jehovah condescend to act the mother’s part?  This is goodness indeed.  We readily perceive how He is a Father; but will He be as a mother also?  Does not this invite us to holy familiarity, to unreserved confidence, to sacred rest?  When God Himself becomes the comforter no anguish can long abide.  Let us tell out our trouble, even though sobs and sighs should become our readiest utterance.  He will not despise us for our tears; our mother did not.  He will consider our weaknesses as she did, and He will put away our faults, only in a surer, safer way than our mother could do.  We will not try to bear our grief alone; that would be unkind to someone so gentle and so kind.  Let us begin the day with our loving God, and wherefore should we not finish it in the same company, since mothers weary not of their children?