I’ve often wondered why we don’t celebrate moms on birthdays.
In
reality, moms are the ones who do the work while
Babies
just fly or plop into the world.
Not
that being born isn’t important and shouldn’t be celebrated.
I
just think we should celebrate moms, too,
Because
without moms we wouldn’t be here.
Without
the radical, traumatic, messy, and painful event of labor,
We
wouldn’t be here.
Yesterday’s
gospel passage was the story of Nicodemus coming to Jesus by night.
In
typical Jesus fashion, Jesus says something to Nicodemus that doesn’t make much
sense:
“Very
truly, I tell you, no one can see the Kingdom of God without being born from
above.”
Confused,
Nicodemus responds, “How can anyone be born after having grown old? Can one
enter a second time into the mother’s womb and be born?”
Jesus
answers, “Very truly, I tell you, no one can enter the Kingdom of God without
being born of water and Spirit. What is born of the flesh is the flesh, and
what is born of the Spirit is spirit.”
Jesus
uses the imagery of being born.
He
uses the imagery of a person having something done TO them—
Not
the imagery of a person having to do something for themselves.
We
cannot birth ourselves!
The
roll of the birthed is to be birthed.
The
roll of the birther is to do the work.
Jesus
has done the work—
The
radical, traumatic, messy, and painful work.
And
the spirit continues to do the work,
As
we walk through the radical, traumatic, messy, and painful thing we call life.
Don’t
get me wrong.
We
can’t sit back and let life happen to us.
We
can’t be babies our whole lives.
We
must work with the Spirit who is working in us
And
create this life together,
But
we must remember that there are some things we cannot do—
There
are some things, like salvation, that can only be birthed by God.
Oh
God, Giver of Life, thank you for doing the radical, traumatic, messy, and
painful work of birth before, for, and alongside us. Help us to know when we
need to do the work anew for ourselves and when we need to let You simply be
our Mother. Help us, like Nicodemus, to wrestle with your words and truths and
to come into life-changing relationship with you. Amen.
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