Dear Mom with Empty Arms this Christmas,
For five Christmases, I spent the time in Christmas services holding back tears, being reminded that Mary had baby Jesus and I didn’t have my babies with me. There are so many reminders staring you in the face this season. It stings and you want to look away. Maybe you have the same struggles…
- Christmas songs reminding me of my empty arms. “I’ll be home for Christmas” always gets me choked up.
- Christmas pageants where children come holding dolls representing the baby Jesus magnify my empty arms.
- Christmas movies of family memories burn my heart. All the fun memories we aren’t making. Makes me miss the family stage that was supposed to begin.
- Santa at the mall and realizing I should be that mom wondering if my baby would be happy or crying on Santa’s lap.
For some the scar may be just barely healing when some of these wonderful things remind us that we were supposed to be there, but we feel as though we stand on the outside.
Maybe you feel like you are standing on the outside this Christmas. We know. You don’t have to stay on the outside though.
I am still learning to do this well, but I’m starting to see that opening up about my heartache in those moments often allows others to share theirs too. And it allows them to help me. In that moment of vulnerability we’ve just broadened the circle so all of us can come in from the “outside.” This Christmas we can learn to receive care from others and give it in time as well. I’ve also learned to see that baby Jesus differently, that He knows what it’s like to be on the outside because even from birth He was an outcast. He welcomes each of us into His understanding and comforting arms this season. “The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.” Psalm 34:18
Merry Christmas, dear Mom with empty arms. We see you, welcome you, and love you.
These amazing words are from the heart of our Vice Chair and Still Missed Lead, Amanda Parker….