Mother’s Day weekend has come and gone with the usual fanfare. We give praise to the moms and the hard work they do, the sacrifices they make. Moms do a hard and thankless job. I stood in church yesterday as we sang Mercy is falling, falling…Lift up your hands receive it now…. I thought about mothering, I thought of all the mistakes I’ve made as a mother. The mishandled anger. The misbehavior I’ve intentionally overlooked. The moments I should have offered love and forgiveness, but instead offered a cold deferential shoulder. I thought of the mercy I need, specifically as a mom… and lifted my arms to receive it. In…