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Mommas, if your kids are at that stage when they’re growing up and transitioning into the mode of: Seriousness One-word answers Eye-rolling Huff-n-puff I don’t want to talk to you This game night is dumb Don’t hug me in public I want to be by myself I’d rather play video…
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Choosing to be transparent is one of the most powerful ways to nurture our mom heart because we are tapping into the collective ache of our motherhood village. Doing so with a spirit of authenticity gives all of us a fighting chance to heal.
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You do what you know and hope it’s enough. And when you know better, you do better. That’s the spiritual journey. That’s how we do our best.
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There are no words for those priceless situations when the personal hopes, dreams, and passionate pursuits our kids have for themselves come true.
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Believing love wins is hard to swallow in the face of immense suffering, both within our personal circle and across the globe. We need faith, trust, and hope in what we can’t see to help us digest the anguish. Kids seem to have these three things mastered.
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Like a full solar eclipse, having these three life events line up at the same time is worth talking about. Although the comparisons are aplenty, here are four ways to connect the dots between spring, the royal vow exchange between Meghan Markle and Prince Harry, and all things momhood.
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What if a perfect blend of spiritual trust and surrender is the best cocktail for getting us through our most trying, stressful, wonky times? (not that I’m throwing wine under the bus)
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Whether God chose 24 hours or 4 to represent a day makes no difference. The glory is in the dawn. An opportunity to start over when the sun comes up no matter what was wreaking havoc in our world when the sun went down.
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HOW ARE YOU FEELING, MOMMA?
(You don’t need to say, “I’m Fine.”)
Do you or a fellow Momma need some heart encouragement?
As moms, we deal with emotional overload—often pretending to be ‘fine' even when we’re not. My dear friend, Lisa Leshaw, and I want you to know your're not alone in how you feel. Our personal and candid reflections on 31 mom feelings meet you where you’re at while inspiring you to embrace your emotions and match the pleadings in the Psalms to the pleadings in your soul.
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We are having an ice storm here in Ohio and as I looked out through the glazed-over windows in my family room, the blurry view reminded me of what it feels like as a mom when one of our kids is really hurting or struggling in some way.
When our child is heartbroken, distraught, anxious, or desperate, every ounce of their anguish settles deep in our bones. It’s a different kind of heavy than the weighted blanket of love and adoration we feel for our kids in general. This ache is disconcerting because of the added sense of helplessness that pokes our heart.
Beyond the physical distress caused by our visceral empathy is the mental anguish we experience when we can't see through their situation to the other side. It’s difficult to have a clear vision of how God will work through their pain while watching our child suffer. We just want their misery to end. Like right now--even though we know healing is a process.
Although we know everything will eventually be okay in their world, our inability to control the outcome (or speed up the recovery) can leave us feeling like we are looking through frosted glass into a future that is hopelessly blurred.
Yet, we still speak hope into their situation with abandon, reminding them that ‘this too shall pass’ because we know it will in due time. We love them through it to the best of our ability, encouraging them to feel their way through and trust God has their back.
No one tells you how hard these moments are going to be in motherhood. These are the situations that have put my faith to the ultimate test. It’s one thing to trust God for myself, but trusting God to work things out for my kids requires a level of surrender that can’t be put into words.
Having this kind of all-encompassing faith is something we need to feel our way into. I guess that’s why God gave mommas the superpower of being able to internalize the hard and heavy while projecting light and hope. A beautiful burden to bear.
xo
