May 14, 2006
From the bulletin of a church I visited today, BLC (Bangsar Lutheran Church), is an interesting point made about the origins of Mother's Day.
Taken from wikipedia, it states that it was "originally conceived by social activist Julia Ward Howe during the American Civil War with a call to unite women against war. She wrote the Mother's Day Proclamation. (However), Mother's Day now simply celebrates motherhood and thanking mothers. Mothers often receive gifts on this day."
Ps Sivin goes on to say that Mother's Day which is celebrated mainly as a private family affair today was birthed in a context where women were called to rise up against social upheaval as an act and instrument of peace. Isn't that amazing? A day that originated to UNITE WOMEN AGAINST WAR.
How much of its history can we tell from the flowery bouquets and perfumery, scented cards, teddy bears, fluff and heartshaped-chocolate sold in the shops today? Zilch.
If only the mothers of today would unite in their convictions for worthy causes instead of gathering together to discuss the Best Sort of Woman Your Son Needs. (although I do believe in matchmaking, as posted earlier…)
But in today's context of appreciating mothers for what they've done, this is what my thoughts were churning out, unable to gather them quickly enough into words this morning: A mother's love is not just sweet and flowery. A mother's love is strong, fierce, undying, solid… like the roar of a thunderous waterfall. It flows down hard and steady, and woe betide all who come her way. It is a love that fights, that fights for good. It is a love that is the perfect epitome and reflection of God's own love. A crazy, unconditional love… And imagine what a group of mothers might be able to do for the good of society.
Julia's Mother's Day Proclamation, 1870, calling for peace during the Civil War:
From the voice of a devastated Earth a voice goes up with
Our own. It says: "Disarm! Disarm!
The sword of murder is not the balance of justice."
Blood does not wipe our dishonor,
Nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil at the summons of war,
Let women now leave all that may be left of home
For a great and earnest day of counsel.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead.
Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means
Whereby the great human family can live in peace…
A blessed Ma's day to all Marmees of the world!
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