|Do You HATE Your Mother as Much as JESUS
A Biblical Approach to Mother's Day.
Day is really no different than any other pagan holiday. Its object is to get
you to the mall and then trick you into worshiping someone other than Jesus.
As True Baptists™, we must come to terms with the full knowledge that
Satan's burping whore of Babylon, the Catholic
Church, is behind every shameless secular holiday. With Mother's Day, the
foul stench of papal involvement couldn't be
more obvious. Because the ring-kissers
have made a history of whipping their psychosexual cravings for
Mary into such a fever pitch, that they spend all their time worrying
about what went into her Holy Vagina, leaving no time to worship what came out
of it – Jesus!
Catholics (as if there are any other kind) would have you believe that
Jesus loved his mother. But the Holy Bible tells us differently. Jesus said, "If
any man come to me, and hate not his father, and mother...he cannot be my
disciple." (Luke 14:26). So it is perfectly
clear that we are called upon by Christ to hate our parents.
Fortunately, as sweet Jenna and Barbara Bush have found, this isn't a
very onerous expectation. We may spend our entire lives doing our best to emulate
the Lord Jesus, but rest assured, we will never match the utter contempt
and intolerable scorn that He had for His own mother. And that's not
even getting into what Jesus felt about His Daddy!
But imagine what you would feel like if you knew your father was out to
kill you only to make Himself look more forgiving to others!
Can you imagine being doted and hounded by your own mother as much as Jesus was from His? Even for a Jewish mother, the woman was clearly a pest. Scripture reveals to us that she was an insufferable leech when it came to her precious Son. Once, when Jesus was attending a sleazy wedding party in Galilee, His mother started pestering Him to perform one of His magic tricks when they ran out of cheap grape juice. Jesus turned to her and said, "Woman, what have I to do with thee?" (John 2:4). He must have been so fed up with His mother's incessant nagging (and her insisting that He accompany her to such a trashy event) that He turned 6 vessels of water into Welch's grape juice just to get her to shut up for the rest of the day. And when Mary gulped down a big glass of unfermented wine she became furious that she wasn't getting the buzz she craved and said things to Jesus in language that the editors of the Gospels refused to even transcribe.
Mary was always trying to make a momma's
boy out of Jesus, but He just wouldn't stand for it. He was more of
Daddy's boy. But He even got fed up with His own Heavenly Father in the end,
as well. He did everything His Daddy God asked Him to, but when He was slapped
onto the cross like a slab of raw meat, He was all alone shouting, "My
God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?" (Matthew
27:46). And while Jesus was hanging up there, being barbecued in the hot
sun for the sins of mankind, He was still able to muster enough strength to
look down at His confused mother and scream, "Woman,
behold thy son!" (John 19:26).
This was the Judaic equivalent of "Well, I hope you're
satisfied!" Jesus' words there reflect a smug satisfaction through His
pain and suffering that He would never again be subjected to a life of having
to impress His mother's friends at Jerusalem tea parties with His super
powers. The good Lord would only perform one more trick before leaving
this world: to cheat death.
And it wouldn't be for His mother.
He became undead for all of us! Particularly those of us here at
Landover Baptist and other Bible believing churches across America! Glory to
God! But you better believe, during His brief time as a freshly resurrected
corpse He wasn’t even tempted to seek
out his yenta harpy of a mother to spook her!
No sir! He hotfooted right back to Heaven!
So this Mother's day, we encourage you to make it a Bible-friendly day by
sending your mother a little card to remind her of how much you and Jesus
loathe her. By sending this card
you will have proof in your file on Judgment Day that you actually did follow
Jesus' commandment to hate your mother. And
you can join Jesus in slapping your knees and having a big old belly-laugh as
both of you watch your mothers slide down a greased shoot towards the
unquenchable fires of an everlasting Mother-welcoming Hell.
To God be the glory!
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