7 reasons to celebrate moms

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Everyone has a mom, and I’m not just talking about the one who brought you into this world. Maybe it’s the woman who filled in for your mom when yours wasn’t around or the woman who took you in after yours passed on. Maybe it’s a stepmom, a foster mom or a neighbor who might as well be your mom.

Whatever “mother” means to you, here are 7 reasons—and 7 verses—you might use to celebrate her this weekend:

1. Her endless embarrassment keeps you humble. For years, my mom had an ugly senior photo of me hanging in the hall. And she still refuses to burn the one of me in braces, bushy eyebrows and an over-sized fleece pullover. Maybe that’s how this became one of my favorite verses:

“Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment. …” —Romans 12:3

2. She’s your biggest fan. When no one else seems interested in reading my newspaper articles or blog posts, Mom does. And if I see 18 notifications pop up after I put pictures on Facebook? Seventeen will be likes from Mom.

“Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.” —1 Thessalonians 5:11

3. She sets the tone for your faith. I got in trouble for “sassing” a lot as a kid. Once, in elementary school, my mom’s remedy was making me write a whole page of Bible verses about honoring your parents. I sat in the living room with our enormous white coffee table Bible open—the kind with gold-rimmed pages and a silky maroon bookmark—picking my brain for where to find such a thing. I wrote in 30-point font and diagonal across the page to fill up space. Twenty years later, it can be hard to find empty space in my Bible’s margins.

“Teach [My words] to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up.” —Deuteronomy 11:19

4. She teaches you how to love. Do you have guests? Serve them. Did so-and-so make you angry? Vent a little, then give them the benefit of the doubt. Is someone grieving? Time to make a chicken casserole.

“Value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others.” —Philippians 2:3-4

5. She makes you eat breakfast and other important things. The bus stop used to be right in front of my house. I remember one morning when the stop sign was already out, the flashing lights going, and Mom would not let me out the door ’til I had a bite of toast. I still can’t go without breakfast, and now I’m told it’s the most important meal of the day. … I can also vouch for the importance of good posture and wearing your hood when it’s cold—both things Mom had to force me to do.

“Start children off on the way they should go, and even when they are old they will not turn from it.” —Proverbs 22:6

6. She prays for you. Even when you don’t know it. And no one wants to know where you’d be if she hadn’t.

“The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective.” —James 5:16

7. She reminds you it’s not the end of the world. “Well …” Then a pause. “It’ll be OK.” I really can’t tell you how many times my mom has told me that. And maybe, if it’s really bad, I’ll get an additional “Bless your heart.” Whether I’m feeling frustrated, glum, underappreciated or hopeless, Mom reminds me not to give up. That the world won’t stop spinning. To keep on keepin’ on and eventually things will get better. Or at least I’ll accept them as is.

“Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.” —Galatians 6:9

Got any other reasons to celebrate moms? Add them below!

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Ziplining in Asheville for her 50th birthday


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