Happy Mother's Day!
Mother's Day actually started in 1870 in the then ‘not-so-united
states of America’. It did not start out as the flowers for Mom,
breakfast in bed, a fluffy, sentimental Hallmark card holiday that
It started out as one woman’s impassioned plea for peace after the carnage of the Civil War. Julie Ward Howe, an American poet, author, abolitionist and social activist (who wrote the “Battle Hymn of the Republic” in 1861),
was so distressed with the bloodshed and loss of life that she issued a
proclamation calling on the women of the world to unite in opposing war
of any kind.
Keep in mind that the language of this proclamation reflects the society of the historical period in which it was written.
(Courtesy of Dr. Richard Denton, North American co-chair for International Physicians for the Prevention of Nuclear War)
Mother’s Day Proclamation
Again, in the sight of the Christian world, have the skill and power of
two great nations exhausted themselves in mutual murder.
Again have the sacred questions of international justice been committed to the fatal mediation of military weapons.
In this day of progress, in this century of
light, the ambition of rulers has been allowed to barter the dear
interests of domestic life for the bloody exchanges of the battle field.
Thus men have done. Thus men will do. But
women need no longer be made a party to proceedings which fill the globe
with grief and horror. Despite the assumptions of physical force, the
mother has a sacred and commanding word to say to the sons who owe their
life to her suffering. That word should now be heard, and answered to
as never before.
Arise, then, Christian women of this day !
Arise, all women who have hearts, Whether your baptism be that of water or of tears !
Say firmly : We will not have great questions decided by irrelevant agencies.
Our husbands shall not come to us, reeking with carnage, for caresses and applause.
Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn all that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience.
We, women of one country, will be too tender of those of another
country, to allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs. From the
bosom of the devastated earth a voice goes up with our own. It says:
The sword of murder is not the balance of justice. Blood does not wipe out dishonor, nor violence vindicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil at the summons of
war, let women now leave all that may be left of home for a great and
earnest day of council.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail
and commemorate the dead. Let them then solemnly take council with each
other as to the means whereby the great human family can live in peace,
man as the brother of man, each bearing after his own kind the sacred
impress, not of Caesar, but of God.
In the name of womanhood and of humanity, I
earnestly ask that a general congress of women, without limit of
nationality, may be appointed and held at some place deemed most
convenient, and at the earliest period consistent with its objects, to
promote the alliance of the different nationalities, the amicable
settlement of international questions, the great and general interests
— Julia Ward Howe