I recently gave my son $5 as he left for school. He said, “What’s this for?” as he looked at the bill in his hand. I told him to get something he wanted for school snack time. It was a treat…not something I would normally fund for his daily school activities.
The moment I explained he could get anything he wanted for snack time, I had a flashback to my own Middle School experiences when my Dad handed me extra money for a treat from the lunchroom. I had forgotten he did that until I did it with my own child.
It was a small gesture of love. Much like praying over their sleeping bodies, running your hand over their head as they pass by, cheering for them during a home run hit, or simply making their favorite meal. A small gesture of a mother’s love.
One of the first gestures we see of a mother’s love is the gentle caress of a pregnant belly. You know exactly the gesture I’m talking about. The one where a pregnant woman runs her hand over her baby bump. Doesn’t matter if it’s small, medium, or large…that pregnancy belly gets a lot of hands running over it!
The Bible doesn’t specifically speak of mothers running their hands over a pregnant stomach, but I can only imagine that it’s a universal sign of impending motherhood.
When Elizabeth found out she was pregnant, she went into five months of seclusion (Luke 1:24). In her sixth month, Elizabeth was visited by her cousin, Mary, who had just been told by the angel that she was also going to have a baby.
“At that time Mary got ready and hurried to a town in the hill country of Judea, where she entered Zechariah’s home and greeted Elizabeth. When Elizabeth heard Mary’s greeting the baby leaped in her womb, and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit.” ~Luke 1:39-41 (NIV)
While scripture does not say this, I have a visual of Elizabeth running a soothing hand over her unborn child while he was “leaping” in her womb over being near the mother of Jesus.
As much as a mom loves her child, imagine how much more the Father loves us. An unimaginable amount more than we can fathom…that’s how much more He loves us. It’s more than a pat or some extra snack money. God’s love for us is so big, He took steps to ensure that we could accept the gift of His mercy and forgiveness, through the death of Christ.
1 John 4:9-10 states, “This is love, it is not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son as the sacrifice that deals with our sins.”
No matter how much I love my child…no matter how much snack money I give him. No matter how much Elizabeth loved John the Baptist as he was leaping in her tummy. No matter how much Mary loved Jesus…in the stable and at the cross. None of it holds a candle to the amount of love our Lord has for us.
I pray each of us has a week of maternal love, but more importantly the Father’s love. If you don’t know the love that God has provided through our personal Savior, Jesus Christ, please contact us at the Iron Porch. Erin and I would love to chat with you about what your salvation looks like.