Tomorrow is Mother's Day here in the US. I live far from my mother and mother-in-law, so there will be no big gathering. Before we moved to the other coast, we all would get together at our house, the halfway point, and laugh and eat and enjoy each other's company. There was always plenty of food and laughter. For that, I am very blessed. I know there are many families where that is not the case.
We are commanded to honor our mother and father. But, how is that possible if there is a troubling relationship that seemingly prevents us from embracing that honor? How can we look at the gifts a parent has provided us if he or she has caused us pain? Where do we look for those answers? Where in our hearts can we find the place to get beyond the pain and see the joy of that parent and what we are/were blessed with?
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