Mothers Day

It was a family service at church ton Sunday morning, so the vicar Tony made his sermon family friendly.  He asked for a child volunteer out to the front.  There was a shortage of willing children, so he got his daughter to come out.  He demonstrated the reading from the Gospel by giving her clothes to wear (over the ones she was already wearing) with a word on them.  Eg the first one was a t-shirt with the word compassion stuck to it.  A couple of items of clothing later, (which shamefully I can't remember what words they had on them), and out came a pair of boxer shorts with the word humility pinned onto them.  At this point Charlotte refused to wear them, so Tony opened it up to the whole church and asks if anyone, of any age would like to come forward and wear them.  No one volunteers.  So a couple more items then he finishes up saying that they all come under the umbrella of love.  Then he picked up the boxer shorts again and asked again if anyone will wear the boxer shorts of humility.  At this point I started to feel a bit sorry for him, so looked again at the boxer shorts and did a quick mental size calculation and thought I was probably a bit fat for them and I'd be stood at the front trying to squeeze into the things or even worse, they'd split or something, so I figured it wouldn't really be a good idea.  After all they are the boxer shorts or humility, not humiliation.  Very similar word but quite a different meaning.  They gave all the women a nicely wrapped polyanthus, but I was near the back so by the time it got to me there weren't any left so I got a leftover one with less flowers on that they didn't wrap.  It may be a leftover plant with little flowers but I shall love and nurture it anyway.  We said this really lovely prayer thanking God for our mothers and for the many things that our mothers have done for us which we may not even realise, which really struck a chord with me.  As we left Tony asked again if we were all sure we didn't want to wear the boxer shorts of humility.  


I didn't go out for dinner or anything like that as my mum lives miles away and the kids were away too.  Someone sympathised.  Someone else said having break from the kids was a great mothers day present. I bet all the pubs or restaurants were busy and crowded anyway, so I don't feel like I was missing much.