As a mom & blogger, I’ve noticed how popular it has become to read and write articles bemoaning the needs of our children and families.  It’s become trendy to say what a mom -really- wants for Mother’s Day under the guise of humor and “just saying what every mom is thinking”, even using profanity to describe motherhood.   I had a hard time articulating why these articles and videos bothered me so much until the sermon I heard this morning at church and realized this:  Yes, the job as a mom is hard, there’s no denying it.  It’s tiring.  It stretches you.  It pulls you.  It pushes you to your emotional and physical limits.  But my dream this Mothers Day is not a clean house or “just one day where my kids don’t need me.” It’s not an uninterrupted pampering session with a glass of wine and being left alone in a quiet house.  Honestly, it’s not even that I get thanked, exalted, and given honor.  My dream this Mother’s Day is that my kids will look at the minutes, hours, days, years that I’ve invested in them, that they would see I was imperfect and could only be a mom by the power of the Holy Spirit and the redemption of Christ, and that, seeing it all, the full picture someday, that they would not exalt me, as if I did it on my own.  My true dream is that they would see it and exalt Christ, honor Him, and glorify Him with their lives, knowing it was because of HIM that I could do it and because of His mighty work in me.  I exhort us, moms, that Christ be exalted this day as our families honor us!  Let’s let go of what our families “owe” us and remember we owe it all to the one who blessed us with motherhood!