I love to go home and visit, especially during the holidays such as Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter and even on an occasion such as today, Mother's day. Usually it means a home coming for all or at least most of my siblings and more importantly it means I get to visit with my nephews and niece.
There are three groups of nephews and nieces in the family. There are the older group age 7 and up who spend most of their time outdoors. They run and play in the field or chase chickens or chase pigs or explore the barn or whatever. As soon as they arrive they are off on their own little adventure looking to go where had not gone before.
There is also the younger group who are still attached to their mother's hip. they go where mom goes. They are age 1 and under. They need a lot of attention and they want it as well.
The middle group is the age between 3 and 5. This is the group I like to call the little terrorist. They come in and they hijack the place. The living room becomes a land mine with their toys scattered from corner to corner. These are not the soft cuddly toys, these are hard iron tractors and plow toys. These are weapons. You step on them you will be hurting for a week.
This group spends most of its time in the house running from place to place or playing with the toys.
Usually what happens is I will be with my siblings in the dining room conversing and then my little nephew will come in from the living room and go straight to his mother and start to plead his case. "Momma, i don't know what happen but i didn't do it.'
As soon as "i didn't do it" comes out the other nephew begins to wale. All heaven breaks lose and this ungodly noise filters in. Then sure enough here he comes walking in the dining room and he goes straight to his momma. The other nephew is still pleading his case.
His mother tells him. "go tell him you're sorry and give him a kiss." "Go tell him you are sorry and give hi a kiss."
So he goes over to his cousin and tells him and kisses him. The other mother tells her son to go give him a hug. He gives him a hug and they look at each other for a while and then they go back to the living room and play continues where it left off.
As I watch this time and time again, I realize this is what mothers do, they reconcile their children to each other.
As we celebrate the birth of the Church, we celebrate the gift of the Mother that seeks to proclaim reconciliation to the world. As Jesus tells the disciples, "receive the Holy Spirit, who sins you forgive are forgiven and who sins you retain are retained."
For two thousand years the Mother Church as been proclaiming reconciliation to all, that God has reconciled the world to himself by the blood of the cross."
Only with reconciliation can true communion take place. Thus after the proclamation of the reconciliation, the people are all united and they all hear the mighty acts of God (Acts 2:1-11)
May we embrace the reconciliation offered and seek to be instruments of reconciliation in our own lives thus allowing the grace of the blood of the cross to be effective and not in vain.
This is truly the way to celebrate Mother's day.
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