Here is the final part of a recent talk I gave at MOPS on Judgment Between Women. You can read the first two posts here and here.  


A lot of times I run across older women who say things like, “Enjoy these years when your kids are little. The time goes so fast. Every moment is precious.” 

I know they are just trying to be encouraging, but sometimes I am tempted to respond, Don’t you remember how difficult it is!? If you think it’s all that great, why don’t you come over and babysit? I’ll take a nap. Or a shower. Or go to Target. Alone!

A couple of years ago at church, this rare gem of a woman said to me, “I know how hard the job is you’re doing, and I think you deserve a gold star.”

She actually stuck a gold star sticker on my sweater. 

It was kind of cheesy, I admit. But I almost started crying. It was like someone sees me, someone knows!

Luke 1:46-49

Mary’s Song: 
“My soul glorifies the Lord and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, 
for he has been mindful of the humble state of his servant. 
From now on all generations will call me blessed. 
For the mighty one has done great things for me—holy is his name.

I want to say one last thing about Mary and Elizabeth, because I don’t want to miss the fact that this story is not just about these women and their friendship.

It’s is about Jesus.

When Mary bursts into song, she sings, “My soul glorifies the Lord and my spirit rejoices in God my savior, for He has been mindful of the humble state of his servant.” 

The word “mindful” is a funny greek word—epiblepoIt simply means to see and notice.

Mary refers to several Psalms in her song. This verse, in particular, is from Psalm 138, where David writes, “Though the Lord is on high, he looks downupon the lowly.”

The One who saw Elizabeth in her barren and ashamed state, and gave her a child; the One who saw Mary, this humble woman, and raised her up…He was about to come into the world and change everything.  

God is the one who sees. When no one else sees you, He does. When you feel judged, when you feel inscecure, He sees you.  When you judge others and are jealous, He sees you. When you are hurting and have experienced loss, He sees you. When you’re getting up in the middle of the night, He sees you. He sees you wonder if you spend too much time on Facebook or watching tv. He sees you change the diapers, and do the potty-training, and stress out over the the best way to balance discipline and encouragement. 

He sees your unanswered prayers and your secret tears in the bathroom. 

He sees you clean the kitchen floor. He sees you not have the emotional wherewithal to clean the kitchen floor. He sees you make sure the homework gets done, and the craft stuff gets put away. He sees the days they don’t nap. He sees the days that you bring in the ride-on toys and bikes because everyone else forgot to. 

He sees you lose your temper and regret it. 

He sees you making sure everyone gets dressed. He sees the dirty sheets changed, and the teeth brushed, and the ears cleaned, and the nails clipped, and the appointments scheduled. He is the one who sees that you sacrifice your body and care of your own spirit to take care of little ones. He sees your insecurities. He sees that you serve your husband, even when you feel exhausted and unattractive. He sees you planning meals, going shopping, staying within a budget, sacrificing your wardrobe, your body, your brain, and your breasts for children. He sees you worry. 

He is the one who sees all of the unsung details of your day that make your family work and thrive.
He sees you. He notices you. 

You are blessed among women because the Lord is mindful of your humble state as a mom, and generations will worship Him because of how He is working through you to love and serve your family.

This job is difficult, so stop judging yourself and other women. Celebrate the little moments with each other! 

Hey – You get the library books returned on time, you get a gold star for that. You manage to FIND all of the library books, you get a gold star for that. You put a bra on before noon—that’s a good mommy day! (I just went to Hobby Lobby without a bra on. It wasn’t a pretty sight.)  

Underneath this beautiful story of friendship between Mary and Elizabeth, is an even bigger celebration of Jesus.

As an act of the response and worship to the one who sees us, let’s stop judging and start pointing each other to Him.
I don’t know about you, but I am going to make myself a “Good Mommy Chart” and stick it on my fridge. I am going to reward myself with gold star stickers for those little-good-mommy-moments. 

If I could, I would give you a gold star to remind you that you are seen. 

Seen, by the only eyes that truly matter. 

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