They Called Him Jesus, They Call Me Mommy

photo by Jenny Morgan

Growing up, I always heard how Jesus knows exactly what I am feeling and has been where I am. There are many areas in my life where I find this hard to believe. Jesus was not a woman, He was not a mother, He was not a wife. Yet still, the more I learn about who Jesus is and what His heart looks like, the more I see how he can relate to me and my little life here on earth.

Sunday morning He revealed a piece of His heart to me through a very special moment. As some of you may know, My husband is called to be a preacher. He was called at a young age and longs for God to bring us back into ministry again, very soon. We are waiting for God’s perfect timing and will but the waiting has not taken Derrick’s astounding gift of speaking away from him. He was given the priviledge to speak at his father’s church in Texas this past week. Speaking just comes so natural to him! It has been several years since I have heard him speak and  I held back the tears of joy as I watched him in his zone. He couldn’t wipe the smile off of his face from the moment he knew he would be speaking!

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Derrick taught from the book of Mark. While what he taught on was truly encouraging and convicting, God opened my eyes to something a little different than what My husband was speaking about. Isn’t it awesome that we serve a God who can do that?  Who can come to us, while we sit in a crowd of people, and talks to us as if we were there alone with Him?  As the verses in Mark were read, Derrick described Jesus’ ministry here on earth. When we think of His healing and His teachings, I don’t know about you but sometimes I see them as quiet and peaceful moments. The disciples are gathered around, criss cross applesauce, chin resting on their hands, listening intently to His words. Later Jesus gets up, walks about the town and a frail woman asks for healing.  He finishes his miraculous work with her then He walks into a home where a hole has been cut into the ceiling as a young man’s friends have lowered him there to be healed.  After all of this, Jesus will have some bread and fish with 5000 plus people who quietly listen to His teachings.  Later that evening He gets on the boat and His day is over.  That is how is goes, right?

NO WAY! As Derrick read about all that Jesus did through His healings and sermons, I was amazed at how familiar His day sounded.  In almost every account of healing or teaching, Mark says there was a crowd! People everywhere gathered in need of Jesus and what He could do for them. Already in the first chapter you read about His work beginning and His name is spreading. In verse 33 it says that the whole town gathered at the door. The whole town! Again, in chapter 2 verse 2 we read that so many gathered that there was no room left, not even outside the door. Now that is packed! Not only is the amount of people overwhelming, the fact that they all needed Him to do something had to be exhausting!

Everywhere He went, there was a crowd. There were numorous people (the Bible says the word MANY over and over) that were with Him. Mark 2:15 says “for there were many that followed Him.” This is while He is having dinner. He can’t even eat without a crowd of people that need Him for something.   Mark 3, starting in verse 7 ,describes how that a large crowd had heard all that Jesus was doing and that many people came to Him. There is that word many again! They came from Judea, Jeruselem, Idumea and the regions across the Jordan and around Tyre and Sidon. That had to have been quite a crowd! Maybe even a crowd like we have never seen!

Here is the amazing part! The Bible goes on to say “Because of the crowd, He told His disciples to have a small boat ready for Him, to keep the people from crowding Him. For He had healed many so that those with diseases were pushing forward to touch Him.”  Think about that!  He had so many people wanting just to TOUCH Him that He had to get in a boat, away from the crowd , basically so they couldn’t push Him in the water!!  There are a few times we read where He has to get in a boat to teach because the crowd is so large. I could go on and on and on about how chaotic His life must have been. Everywhere He went, people needing Him.  I picture the scenes in my mind. There had to be yelling in the crowd, “Jesus, I’m over here .  Please heal me!” If that isn’t enough, there is shoving, possible fights are breaking out. I imagine children were getting hurt under the many trampling feet so not only are there sounds of men and women screaming for Jesus attention, now there are children crying out. There most likely was loud wailing from those that had been healed and chaos all around them from those watching and asking questions.  There was nothing calm and quiet about Jesus ministry.

I think the “aha moment” for me, when God really brought this down to my level in my life, was when Derrick read in chapter 5 about the woman who had the bleeding issue.  It is a beautiful story of faith and I honestly wish it went into more detail about her life but what I want to focus on is this: verse 27 When she heard about Jesus , she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak. then verse 30, read this carefully.. At once, Jesus realized  that the power had gone out from him.   Now, you may ask, what makes this so important that God would bring it to you?

As a mom, at all times I have a “crowd” of little hands reaching out to me for my help. There is chaos in my day amidst the crying, screaming, laughing and singing. My little crowd needs me for many things. I may not be healing as Jesus did but I am answering their call for help.  Just as in Jesus daily life, I feel the power leave from me with each task I face. Everywhere I go whether it be the cooking in the kitchen or in getting just a few minutes in the bathroom, they gather round me to talk, ask, beg or cry. By the end of the day or even mid day, I am completely drained of any “power” I may have had to begin with.

Jesus sets an example for me though. Numerous times throughout scripture you read of Him retreating to a quiet, solitary place. One account of this is in Mark 1:35-37 where it says Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed. This is where He went to His Father and He was filled. God provided a place of escape, if you will, for Him to find peace and refill so He could continue on. I too have this Father that I can go to and find the same peace, solitude and to refuel! Moms, think about that!! The God who Jesus, all powerful, went to and cried out to for hope and strength is the same God we have access to! This is raise your hands, turn around, sit down kind of hope! When I feel I can’t go on, my Father in Heaven offers a retreat for me. I  may need to step away, go sit in my closet , behind the dresses (they haven’t found that spot yet!) and just cry out to God for strength for the rest of my day but what is so encouraging is I have that access at any time, any place just as Jesus did.

The ministry of Jesus was full of chaos, crowds, people needing Him to give and without anything in return most times. Being a mom is also full of chaos and giving of yourself minute by minute but Jesus has shown me how to do this. Through all of His journey, you never hear Him complain or selfishly say “ok, I’ve given enough. I’m done for the night. Y’all fin for yourselves!” No, He selflessly gave and was always faithful to follow His calling. Jesus was called to this ministry as I am called to the ministry of being a mother. Yes, I said ministry. It is where God has me in life and just as Jesus gave freely and lovingly, I can do the same because I have been given the same loving Father to give me the power. The crowd called Him Jesus, my crowd calls me Mommy!

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3 comments to They Called Him Jesus, They Call Me Mommy

  • I love this! I know when I’m in the midst of chaos and I’m feeling weary, my favourite place to go to is the arms of my Lord. Prayer and scripture fill me up so that I can meet the needs of the little people in my life.

    Such wonderful insights here. Thanks for sharing (and thanks for linking up to the #SHINEbloghop).

    Wishing you a lovely week.
    xoxo
    Jennifer | The Deliberate Mom recently posted…Three-Years-Old?! No Way!My Profile

  • Wow! I needed to hear that! I am in my final month of pregnancy and I have a 3 year old. I feel like I am in survival mode! My three year old has become a little more clingy as he knows life is about to change for all of us. Typical toddler moves for when a baby is on the way, but seriously, somedays I am just surviving! I really needed this encouragement today. Thank you!!
    Stephanie @ CrayonMarks&TigerStripes recently posted…{Fit Pregnancy- 33 weeks} Learning to be humbleMy Profile

    • Thank you for taking the time to read, Stephanie. I am sorry I have not gotten to your comment until now. We have been in the middle of a move and I am finally getting some time back on the blog! Survival mode happens so often, especially in the stage you are in. Funny how they seem to know when things are changing. I am praying for a safe delivery and that life will quickly come to a happy normal for you!

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