Thoughts from my heart to yours this Mother’s Day…
There’s something almost magical about a mother’s bag. Somehow, without warning, she pulls out exactly what’s needed: a snack at the meltdown moment, a band-aid when no one else saw the scrape, or a Tide pen in the nick of time.
Moms are like that—thoughtful, prepared, and always managing to have just what’s needed, right when it’s needed.
They carry the worries of their children, the hopes of their homes, and often, the burdens of more than they let on.
Of course, that’s not everyone’s experience. For some, the idea of a mother’s comfort is complicated—or even painful. Not all stories are gentle. Not all relationships feel safe or whole.
If that’s part of your story, please keep reading. There’s room here for your heart, too.
God’s Comfort in a Familiar Picture
This kind of resourcefulness is more than just practical…it’s deeply loving. The comfort we long for…the kind that steadies us, speaks gently to our worries, and stays close through storms, is the very image God uses when He says:
“As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you” (Isaiah 66:13).
The Hebrew word used here is nacham—and it means more than soothing. It’s about compassionate involvement. It’s about entering in. Drawing near. Offering love that doesn’t flinch in the face of sorrow, or turn away from brokenness. Nacham is the kind of comfort that draws close, steps into our sorrow, and strengthens us.
This is nacham. This is the heart of God toward His people.
If your relationship with your mother feels strained—or if you’re a mom carrying the ache of distance or brokenness with a child—please hear this: God’s comfort is not reserved for picture-perfect stories. He knows the full truth of yours. And He moves toward you with nacham.
Remembering My Mom
When I think of that kind of comfort, I think of my mom.
She quilted warmth into our lives—literally and figuratively. She loved Jesus deeply, studied Hebrew, and taught the Bible with clarity and conviction.
She created beauty through scrapbooks, calligraphy, and hand-stitched barrettes. She filled our home with music from the piano and sang truth over us. She taught with brilliance—algebra, Spanish, and life. She had a sharp mind, a strong heart, and a way of calling people to rise up and become who God made them to be.
She passed away just 90 days after a cancer diagnosis.
In those final weeks, just like all the years before, she poured out the contents of her “coin purse” in every way she could.
And in the grief that followed, God met me—not with trite phrases or easy answers, but with nacham. With the kind of comfort that holds you steady when everything feels like it’s falling apart.
For the Hurting Hearts
Mother’s Day is not always lighthearted. For many, it’s a day of tears, longing, and grief. If that’s you—you are seen. You are loved. And nacham is for you, too.
Whether this day brings laughter, tears, or something in between, may you know this: God is not limited by our pain. He enters into it. And He gives us what we most need, even when we don’t know how to ask.
Just like a mother’s purse. Just like her love. Exactly what we need.
Share this with someone who might need it today:
If Mother’s Day feels joyful—or a little tender—this reflection is for you. A reminder of the comfort God offers through moms, and the love He continues to give.
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