Have you ever thought about the miracle of birth? I don’t only mean the actual birthing. Seventy-five percent of the embryos a mother produces pass never fertilized. 50 to 250 million cells from the father never making it to their destination. We see how amazing it is we are even here! We are a 1 in maybe 300 million chance. Obviously God has his hand in our life. I see myself as a miracle of God from my mother’s womb.
By Pastor Delbert Young
From My Mother’s Womb You have been My God!
From My Mother’s Womb You have been my God!
Scriptures: Luke 24:39, 40, John 20:27, Act 2:23, Isaiah 53:7; 53:5, Daniel 9:24-27, Mark 10:32
It’s Mother’s Day! Let’s recognize our mothers. Also, how many of us had at least one mother? Let’s recognize them too. Mothers are necessary, important, and being a mother is an amazing blessing. Plus, if you have a godly mother, you are super blessed. Much of who we become and what we do in life is attached to our mothers. Mom, much of what your children become is attached to you. Did you know one of the first questions asked by a Psychologist is what type relationship did you have with your mother?
If your mother is alive, make certain you honor her today. Tell her you love her. I can only tell my mother in spirit. She was so proud of her son the preacher. My dad told me every place mom went she would tell people about her son the preacher. I regret I didn’t take Mother’s Day as seriously as I now wish I had. Make certain you do.
Have you ever thought about the miracle of birth? I don’t only mean the actual birthing. As I read and prepared, I was reminded how seventy-five percent of the embryos a mother produces pass, never fertilized. Add to this the 50 to 250 million cells from the father never making it and we see how amazing it is we are even here! We are a 1 in maybe 300 million chance. Obviously God has his hand in our life. You are a miracle of God who came through your mother’s womb.
Great mothers love to “mother” everyone. They will mother even their own husbands. Probably every husband knows this. A speaker at a women’s meeting was lecturing on this point and how it was not a good thing to do. After making her points to the negative, she asked the audience, “Now, how many women want to mother their husbands?” One member in the back surprisingly raised her hand. The speaker surprised asked, “You still want to mother your husband?” The woman who raised her hand said, “Mother? Oh no! I thought you said SMOTHER.”
Great mothers love to protect their children. A little girl asked her mother, “Can I go outside and play with the boys?” Her mother replied, “No, you can’t play with the boys; they’re too rough.” The little girl thought for a few moments and asked, “If I can find a smooth one, can I play with him?”
Great mothers love to teach their children. My wife is a great mother. She taught our children far more than I did. One thing she taught them was how to anticipate. She’d tell them, “Just wait until your father gets home.”
Great mothers are tough. They have to be. A police recruit was asked during an exam, “What would you do if you had to arrest your own mother?” He answered, “Call for backup.”
As I began preparing for Mother’s Day, I was captivated by verses in Psalm 22 concerning a mother. Psalm 22 is a Messianic psalm. A psalm is a song sang in ancient times. This psalm was written by King David around 1000 BC. A Messianic psalm is a song about the Messiah. The word Messiah is the Hebrew word for Christ. So, Psalm 22 is a song written about Jesus Christ 1000 years before Jesus was born. This specific psalm is about the suffering Messiah. Let’s read the first verse and see if it sounds familiar.
Psalms 22:1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, so far from the words of my groaning?
Certainly you recognize it. Jesus quoted this verse as he hung on the cross. He wasn’t saying words at random. He was saying I am this psalm. Let’s read a few more verses of the thirty-one verse psalm.
Psalm 22:6-8 …scorned by men and despised by the people. All who see me mock me; they hurl insults, shaking their heads: “He trusts in the LORD; let the LORD rescue him. Let him deliver him, since he delights in him.”
Psalms 22:18 They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
Certainly we see why it is called a Messianic Psalm of the Suffering Savior. Hidden within this psalm is the story of the crucifixion. It gave amazing details of Jesus on the cross over a millennia before the cross happened and five hundred years before crucifixion was invented. Certainly we see the cross was not a mistake or failure or fiction. It was the plan of God fulfilled.
So this psalm is not only about a very agonizing time for King David. It is also/primarily about Jesus Christ. “Delbert, this is interesting, but this isn’t Palm Sunday. What has this got to do with Mother’s Day?” Well, it’s what captivated me. As King David and the suffering Messiah struggled with had God forsaken them, struggled with the rejection, mocking, and insults of men, we read…
Psalm 22:9-10 Yet you brought me OUT OF THE WOMB; YOU MADE ME TRUST IN YOU even at MY MOTHER’S BREAST. FROM BIRTH I WAS CAST UPON YOU; from MY MOTHER’S WOMB YOU HAVE BEEN MY GOD.
He said, “You made me trust in you”? How did God make him trust in God? By mom. Their faith began in their mother’s arms at their mother’s breast. Mom made it happen. To cast someone suggests a violent action. Moms cast their children on God. Isn’t it amazing? David, the man after God’s own heart, became a man after God’s own heart because of his mother. How awesome is a godly mother!
This shows God can be our God from our mother’s womb! The “sinner’s prayer” was not required. David believed in his heart and confessed with his mouth. A mother is capable of bringing a child to God from her womb. Mothers have an inlet, ability, and responsibility no one else has with their children to cast her children upon God.
In excruciating agony and suffering, in the center of the direst situation is the embedded memory of what occurred in mother’s arms, not father’s, but mothers. In times of mass rejection and mocking of men, a person can have God’s presence because of what their mother established in their soul at her breast. A person struggling with excruciating issues of life is able to maintain sanity and find trust in God because of faith instilled by mother from their mother’s womb at her breast as she cast her children upon God. How awesome is a godly mother!
Psalm 22 is Messianic, but obviously King David was experiencing a hopeless and anguishing time. He expressed overwhelming depression, but something happened and before anything actually changed, he said…
Psalm 22:22-23 I will declare your name to my brothers; in the congregation I WILL PRAISE YOU. You who fear the LORD, PRAISE HIM!
How was it David went from the depths of despair to the heights of praise toward God? Answer: his mother didn’t teach him theology. She taught him the love and concern God had for him. It’s what a godly mother does. She doesn’t teach “theology.” She implants a hope, a trust, and a praise. This is real faith, a sincere faith, and a living faith.
2 Timothy 1:5 I have been reminded of your SINCERE FAITH, which first LIVED IN your GRANDMOTHER Lois and in your MOTHER Eunice and, I am persuaded, now LIVES IN YOU ALSO.
Much of the faith placed in our children is because it first lived in their grandmothers and mother. The impact of a godly grandmother and godly mother goes beyond theology. The faith coming from a mother is somehow different from a faith coming from a father. I primarily taught our children doctrine. My faith is “just do it” based on what God says. Their mother taught them a sincere living faith based on love and trust and righteousness. In times of despair and depression, we don’t need theology. We need a living faith.
Jesus was rejected by those he came to save. He was nailed to his cross and pierced through his hands and feet. Hanging on his cross in humiliation, he looked around. He saw evil people surrounding him. He heard evil people mocking him. But, he saw something more, something higher. He saw his mother.
John 19:26-27 When Jesus SAW HIS MOTHER THERE, and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to his mother, “DEAR WOMAN, here is your son,” and to the disciple, “Here is your mother.” From that time on, this disciple took her into his home.
“Dear woman.” “Precious woman.” Mary became more than his mother. She had become “Dear woman” to him. She was precious to him. There was no doubt about her love. There is never doubt about a mother’s love.
To the very end a mother is there. As we recently studied, crucifixion wasn’t designed to only execute. It was designed to be first humiliation of the worst sort. A person crucified was a humiliation and public disgrace to his family probably explaining why only Mary was there and no brothers or sisters (Mat 13:55-56), but no humiliation, no embarrassment can turn a great mother away.
As Jesus awaited his humiliating death, he saw his mother there. Thirty-three years earlier on a night in a filthy smelly stable in Bethlehem there was mother. With tears of joy she watched him birthed from his mother’s womb. She wrapped him in cloth, held him to her breast, and cast him upon God. From his mother’s womb, the first experience God incarnate had was to go to his mother’s breast where he was cast upon God. Now, there she stood smelling the wretched stench of crucifixion watching her child, not in birth, but in death. Not with tears of joy, but with tears of tremendous sadness. Shortly, they would take him down. Once again, she would wrap him in cloth, hold him to her breast, and cast him upon God.
It wasn’t the way she had it planned. It wasn’t the “natural way” life should go. I know some of you have been where Mary was. The child you watched birth from your womb, wrapped in cloth, held to your breast, and told about God, died and you had to watch. Mother’s day is different for you. You see Mother’s day through Mary’s eyes. You cried great tears of sorrow. As it were, you wrapped them, held them to your breast, and cast them upon God. Mothers, I want to attempt to tell you something. One of your child’s last thoughts was you, Dear woman. You were precious to them. You were more than a mother and they knew you loved them to the end.
If you will one day be a mother, Dear woman there is no greater thing you can do than cast your children upon the Lord. From their mother’s womb, God can be their God. If you are a mother, Dear woman continue to cast your children upon the Lord. Your children will experience the crosses of life. There are the times when life goes sour. There will be times of rejection, mocking, and painful, even excruciating, circumstances. We are nailed to circumstances and depression and anxiety. There are times we will be hanging there all alone… except for God and mother.
In the direst of times, your children can find praise and know God has not forsaken them. They can have a sincere living faith. Because of you, Dear woman mothering, protecting, teaching, being tough with your soft touch, your soft skin, your warmth, your sweet smell you can have children who say, from my mother’s womb you have been my God.
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