I hear it from the mouths of mothers every day in stores, parks, at moms’ groups and church. Sometimes even from my own.
This kind of “woe-is-me” sentiment that undermines the joy of motherhood is peppered in our chats during playdates and fellowship times.
He has a special hatred for women because they are life-givers. Mothering represents laying down your life for another, which represents the Gospel.
Any aversion to self-sacrifice will serve his purposes beautifully.
He hates when you teach your kids about God and His Word. So he makes motherhood something to be tolerated, instead of savored. Something to “get through,” instead of a purposeful mission.
