PraiseNet.Org: Second Sunday In May

For everyone who will be waiting on long lines at restaurants next Sunday, I wish you well. I also wish you'd find a way to honor mom that also honors God by not placing His people in bondage. Most mommies I am acquainted with don't know and don't care whether or not their child is acting out of love or guilt, but it really should matter. Only one of those motives actually honors her. Our motives matter to God, and it is His divine example that we should emulate. I certainly wouldn't want anybody doing something for me because I guilted them into it. That kind of love is cheap and shallow. Real love can't be defined by a calendar.

Let me think.

I suppose I celebrate Christmas, but not in a traditional way. A midnight mass, a candlelight service. I celebrate Resurrection Sunday if there's a sunrise service somewhere or some occasion that omits bunnies and colored eggs. And, I think that's about it, all the holidays I observe. Even Christmas is iffy, considering Christ wasn't born in December. I don't celebrate my own birthday let alone yours. Pastoral anniversaries are shameful rackets, pastors assessing congregants in order to line their own pockets. Thanksgiving commemorates the wholesale genocide of an indigenous population. So, no, I don't celebrate much of anything. Once upon a time, every six weeks—and yes, I counted—I was on my way to some mall to shop for some useless junk to give somebody because Fill In The Blank Day was coming. I know people so invested in these ridiculous and arbitrary dates they treat them as sacrosanct. October—time to pull out the pumpkins and paper skeletons. February—time to hang up foil hearts all over the place. Robots. We are absolute robots. November, time to spend tons of money on airline tickets and gasoline rushing across the country to sleep on the pull-out sofa bed in the den and argue with your cousin.

Mother's Day is, likely, the worst of all because it exploits women, preying on the sentimentality of a certain generation. It divides families by forcing women to expect certain behavior or certain acts on a certain day. A woman's self-worth can often be injured by the measure of the demonstration of affection (or lack thereof) she receives that day. Mother's Day encourages vapidity and codependence in women. Like children at Christmas, the commensurate value of the Mother's Day gesture becomes the proportionate measure of external validation these women receive. I know, for a fact, my mother suffered greatly every second Sunday in May, and I hadn't done anything to cause that. They—whomever "they" are—did, by enacting this insipid holiday in 1914, a ritual my mother and, just as likely, yours, have bought into wholeheartedly.

The pernicious element of the supposedly benign day is guilt. Guilt sends us to the mall. Guilt has us squeezing into crowded restaurants and blowing wads on florists. What I love most about God is that He responds not to our acts but to our motives. Christians should not be a people motivated by guilt, but by love. There's nothing wrong with buying your mom flowers unless you are doing so out of obligation to some date on a calendar. That is bondage. It would be better to make your own Mother's Day. How's the 3rd Sunday in September? That seems to be free.

Anna Jarvis, who created the holiday first in Grafton, West Virginia, later became so incensed by its commercialization that she spent her entire fortune lobbying Congress to repeal it as a national holiday. She failed and died broke in an asylum.

Mixed Messages:: Take me seriously as an equal while I highlight my vanity, childishness and insecurity.
Bondage is not God's plan for us.

Feminist Schizophrenia

God does not want His people to be slaves to bondage. The church, black and white, tends to dismiss and oppress women, based largely on our pastors’ failure to liberate the Word of God from the cultural norms in place at the time it was written. Most women I’ve ever met suffer from a kind of feminist schizophrenia, challenging the church’s position on, say, women preachers while also allowing (insisting, demanding) they be treated like children as they incorporate unbiblical, oppressive slave culture like Saint Valentine’s and Mother’s Day into church liturgy where such things have absolutely no place. Sisters: to be truly liberated, you’ve got to let go of this mess. Sister’s violent reactions to not being remembered on Valentine’s Day, or their despair at not being honored on Mother’s Day, reveals an inherent codependence and, therefore, separation from God. For, to truly know God and to have God dwell within you is to be a whole and complete person, someone who does not require external validation, let alone this foolishness that infantilizes you and cements in our culture the idiom of the woman as stupid and dependent, naïve and vulnerable and easily manipulated. Valentine's and Mother's days equates femininity with weakness, vulnerability, childishness and vanity. Our sisters should desire to liberate their God-given gift of femininity from those attributes. What we have instead is schizophrenia: the brassy woman preacher in the loud, flashy outfit and big hat. Her vanity is at cross-purposes with her mission to deliver God's word to His people. Preachers, male and female, should dress as plainly as possible. They should desire to decrease that the people may see and hear the Lord.

There’s no way I’d want anyone like that in my pulpit. But this is what we’ve got: our dear sisters wanting it both ways, women demanding to be taken seriously while behaving like children: respect me as an equal, but also allow me to be needy and childish and wear loud clothes and too much makeup that just screams my insecurity to the world. No thanks.

For everyone who will be waiting on long lines at restaurants next Sunday, I wish you well. I also wish you'd find a way to honor mom that also honors God by not placing His people in bondage. Most mommies I am acquainted with don't know and don't care whether or not their child is acting out of love or guilt. But it really should matter, because only one of those motives actually honors you. Our motives matter to God, and it is His divine example that we should emulate. I certainly wouldn't want anybody doing something for me because I guilted them into it. That kind of love is cheap and shallow. Real love can't be defined by a calendar.

Christopher J. Priest
13 November 2011
editor@praisenet.org
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No. 419 May 2014

These trials are only to test your faith, to see whether or not it is strong and pure. It is being tested as fire tests gold and purifies it – and your faith is far more precious to God than mere gold; so if your faith remains strong after being tried in the test tube of fiery trials, it will bring you much praise and glory and honor on the day of His return.” —1 Peter 1:7 NLT

Mother's Day

The modern holiday of Mother's Day was first celebrated in 1908, when Anna Jarvis held a memorial for her mother in America. She then began a campaign to make "Mother's Day" a recognized holiday in the United States. Although she was successful in 1914, she was already disappointed with its commercialization by the 1920s. Jarvis' holiday was adopted by other countries and it is now celebrated all over the world. In this tradition, each person offers a gift, card, or remembrance toward their mothers, grandmothers, and/ or maternal figure on mother's day.

Various observances honouring mothers existed in America during the 1870s and the 1880s, but these never had resonance beyond the local level.[6] Jarvis never mentioned Julia Ward Howe's attempts in the 1870s to establish a "Mother's Day for Peace", nor any connection to the Protestant school celebrations that included "Children's Day" amongst others. Neither did she mention the traditional festival of Mothering Sunday, but always said that the creation was hers alone.[7] For more information on previous attempts, see the "United States" section in this article.

In 1912, Anna Jarvis trademarked the phrases "second Sunday in May" and "Mother's Day", and created the Mother's Day International Association.[8] She specifically noted that "Mother's" should "be a singular possessive, for each family to honour their mother, not a plural possessive commemorating all mothers in the world."[9] This is also the spelling used by U.S. President Woodrow Wilson in the law making official the holiday in the United States, by the U.S. Congress in relevant bills,[10][11] and by various U.S. presidents in their proclamations concerning Mother's Day. However, "Mothers' Day" (plural possessive) or "Mothers Day" (plural non-possessive) are also sometimes seen.

The commercialization of the American holiday began very early, and only nine years after the first official Mother's Day had become so rampant that Anna Jarvis herself became a major opponent of what the holiday had become, spending all her inheritance and the rest of her life fighting what she saw as an abuse of the celebration. She decried the practice of purchasing greeting cards, which she saw as a sign of being too lazy to write a personal letter. She was arrested in 1948 for disturbing the peace while protesting against the commercialization of Mother's Day, and she finally said that she "...wished she would have never started the day because it became so out of control ..." She died later that year.

However, Mother's Day is now one of the most commercially successful American occasions, having become the most popular day of the year to dine out at a restaurant in the United States[25] and generating a significant portion of the U.S. jewelry industry's annual revenue, from custom gifts like mother's rings. Americans spend approximately $2.6 billion on flowers, $1.53 billion on pampering gifts—like spa treatments—and another $68 million on greeting cards.

Commercialization has ensured that the holiday has continued, when other holidays from the same time, such as Children's Day and Temperance Sunday, are no longer celebrated