Mothers' Day

Over the last few weeks I've been spending a bit of time organising a mothers' day service for church this weekend. I've always felt a bit...funny about mothers' day. Its so commercial.
When I was younger I used to hate mothers' day as it always fell around my birthday and it would mean that slumber parties didn't work because everyone had to be home early on Sunday morning to make their mum's breakfast in bed. (My mum could never stay in bed long enough for me to make her breakfast in bed, but I did try to do it ever year!)

I've been trying to avoid the cliche's of mothers' day, and also have been trying not to make the service irrelevant to all the women out there who don't have children (through choice or circumstances).

As I scoured the internet for ideas I came across the text for the Mothers' Day declaration made in 1870 by Julia Ward Howe. It took my completely by surprise.

I think its one of the coolest things I have ever read. For your enjoyment, I have posted it here:


"Arise, then, women of this day! Arise all women who have hearts,
whether our baptism be that of water or of fears!

Say firmly: "We will not have great questions decided by
irrelevant agencies. Our husbands shall not come to us, reeking
with carnage, for caresses and applause. Our sons shall not be
taken from us to unlearn all that we have been able to teach
them of charity, mercy and patience.

We women of one country will be too tender of those of another
country to allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs. From
the bosom of the devastated earth a voice goes up with our own.
It says "Disarm, Disarm! The sword of murder is not the balance
of justice."

Blood does not wipe our dishonor nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plow and the anvil at the summons
of war, let women now leave all that may be left of home for a
great and earnest day of counsel. Let them meet first, as women,
to bewail and commemorate the dead.

Let them then solemnly take counsel with each other as to the
means whereby the great human family can live in peace, each
bearing after their own time the sacred impress, not of Caesar,
but of God.

In the name of womanhood and of humanity, I earnestly ask that a
general congress of women without limit of nationality may be
appointed and held at some place deemed most convenient and at
the earliest period consistent with its objects, to promote the
alliance of the different nationalities, the amicable settlement
of international questions, the great and general interests of
peace."

Julia Ward Howe
Boston
1870


I only wish that Mothers' day could return to these roots!