Sermon for Mothering Sunday
1 Samuel 1
One of the great frustrations of most of my
life has been trying to extract from my Grandmother how Exactly she cooked
Yorkshire puddings, Or Egg custard tarts, or her famous blackcurrant mousse,
which it must say became at once a cause celebre and a family scandal – or her currant tart – 'Fly pie' as we all learned to refer to it :) ( All I recall was a half and half pastry, with Lard and butter, and lots of butter and brown sugar in amongst the currants before baking)
Well Grandma wasn’t giving it away (apart
from the mousse, which she had the audacity to spill the beans about to someone
outside the family!!). Of course like most if not all women of her generation,
she didn’t learn to cook from a book, but alongside her own mother, my Great
Grandma Troughton (from whom I get one or two red hairs in and amongst the
black and white ones :) ).
Grandma Troughton as a girl had been in service and so had worked in many
kitchens – a la Downton Abbey, although in Lancashire and not Yorkshire, and
had learnt Much about food, below stairs – working alongside experienced chefs.
Indeed you cannot really learn how to cook from a book, like anything that is really Life
giving, we need the Other to give it Life - there is as it were a deeper
knowledge which can only be passed on personally, in the presence of another. I
myself know this as I have struggled to learn to cook by correspondence with a
friend in America – it would be a LOT easier if she was here to show me! And so
it is with faith in the end – we need those who will walk with us and Show us
this Life of Faith, as did Christ – and so often the first person to do that is
our Mother.
And thus we can think of the significance
of today, Mothering Sunday about that deeper knowledge which we receive from
our Mothers and hopefully fathers too!
And Mothering Sunday was an important day
for girls like my Great Grandmother who were in service (funnily enough I’ve
never heard it referred to in terms of boys!) – because it was a Sunday Off – A
day when they could go Home – to Mother, And to their Mother Church – places
from which they’ve gone, places of life and Wisdom. A returning to Source if
you like.
But also unacknowledged. You cannot express
in words what any human life means to you and the closer you are to them the
less easy this even seems. One cannot really put into words what our Mothers
Mean – they have a huge influence on us – some for good, and some for ill – but
their place in our lives is usually sensed as more significant than our
father’s. Perhaps this is because we are supposed to search for the Father of
us all, I don’t know. But Mothers occupy a huge space in our emotional and
physical lives. I know that years after my mother died – I would find myself as
it were falling into the space she had occupied. Like a familiar piece of
furniture against which you leant – perhaps not aware of this huge influence
until you leant on it once more and discovered it was no longer there. But that
is in a sense the point
There is this one great Gift that Mothers are meant to give us, apart from
introducing us to faith, is teaching us to Walk in it – to leave and follow
Christ – A Mothers Great Gift to us is to give us up. To use an Avian Metaphor,
to push us out of the nest :)
We should perhaps most give thanks to our
mothers for letting us go. From that first letting go at the school gate, to
sending off for sleepovers and trips away, to leaving to go perhaps to college
or to seek work and perhaps marriage – it is that Letting Go, sending us on our
way with Blessing that is the biggest gift a Mother can give. Just like Hannah
in our story, she realizes that her son Samuel is not in the end meant for life
in her house but another, not meant in the end to be Her possession, but to
belong to the Lord. For we do not belong to our mothers, we belong to God. Home
is in His presence –And this Letting Go – this Leaving, is like that first
leaving, in giving birth, both painful and life giving. It is Truly Loving in
that it Let’s Go.
How many of us first heard of faith on our
mothers knee – first learned to pray from our mother – were first taken to the
house of God, as Hannah took Samuel, by our mother – Given to the Motherhood f
the church, Given to God? We are nurtured in faith often by our mothers and
then Given – sent on our way
Hannah is Truly Wise – you may not be aware
of this but Wisdom in the Old Testament is Personified in the Female – and
Hannah reveals Deep Wisdom in her action –she Knows that a child is to be
Released to find Life
She stands before Eli the priest and says
For this child I prayed; and the Lord has granted me the petition that I made to him. Therefore
I have lent him to the Lord; as long as he lives, he is
given to the Lord.’
We have to leave home to Live - to become ourselves, sources of Life.
Actually my great Grandmother was called Hannah too J And she similarly pushed my grandmother out of the nest when the
time was right - we have to leave
home to find our true home
For this reason a man will leave his father and his mother,
The prodigal leaves home
Abraham leaves Ur and his father
And they left their nets and followed Him
We leave home – we leave our mothers, to
find Life
God did not send the Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that
the world might be saved through him. – God SENT
his Son into the world
So finally see that Leaving is the Source
of Life – The Son leaves his Father’s house to go to a far country where he
will Squander the fathers Love on the world
So on this day let us all give thanks for
our mothers, living and departed, and especially in how they were sources of
wisdom for us, most especially in pointing us to our true home in God and
Letting us Go
Nice post. You might like this poem about mothers. http://caroleschatter.blogspot.co.nz/2011/12/random-quotation-spot.html
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