Christmas, especially in its commercial sense, is at least pure and focused. Mother’s Day, on the other hand, has become a sham entirely. Worse than Kwanza. Worse than Juneteenth. Worse than whatever the heck Easter is supposed to be.

At church today a very old “Dr.” lady gave the sermon. She talked about how hard the job of “mother” is. That is to say, she talked about how hard the job of “mother” used to be.

If you send your kids to daycare so you can go to work to pay for daycare, is that noble?

If you are so tired from this unnecessary job that you feed your kids processed food, junk food, and fast food on the regular, is that noble?

If you spend any leftover income from your job on TJ Maxx and Ross for yourself instead of, I don’t know, saving for future expenses, is that noble?

This poor old lady, dignified and noble as she was, was so out of touch that she described my mom, who finished up 20 years ago. But today’s “modern” moms? They look and sound nothing like my mom.

It’s disturbing. And it’s another example available for use when instructing children to not be slaves to the sound of words but to consider concrete context too.

Having a baby doesn’t making you a mother anymore than being female makes you a woman.

Funny thing is, I, one of the last men raised by a mother (and father), didn’t get my mom anything on this holiday. But I did buy some over-complimentary cards (from me and the kids) and pointless gifts for my wife. What a sham.

There is nothing outside the man which can defile him if it goes into him; but the things which proceed out of the man are what defile the man.
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