Remembering Her

In the heav’ns are parents single? No, the thought makes reason stare! Truth is reason; truth eternal tells me I’ve a mother there.” 

I love my Heavenly Mother.

I feel Her in the gentlest promptings of my soul, in the beauty of creation, in the nurturing love that guides and strengthens me in motherhood and womanhood. I feel Her in the quiet strength I’ve had to summon on the hardest days, and in the soft reassurance that I am never alone.

While we don’t speak of Her often in formal settings, I believe She is present. Watching. Loving. Participating in our growth. I believe She mourns with us and rejoices with us. I believe She is divine, wise, and radiant…and that one day, we will know Her more fully.

But until then, I choose to remember Her now.

I remember Her in the way I show up for others with compassion.

I remember Her in the healing work I do, helping others reclaim their wholeness.

I remember Her when I look into the eyes of my children and see the spark of divinity in them.

I remember Her when I feel most like me.

I am Her daughter.

And that matters.

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