As a blogger, something I pray for, is that other women and other readers will feel valued, understood, related to, and loved. I don’t always know how to accomplish this, but this is something I pray for. Yes, I even pray about blogging.
It makes my heart drip with tears to think that there are mothers who feel alone. Who feel unworthy. Who feel unloved. Who feel empty. I am sure every person has felt those feelings at some point in their life, but I think someone who could easily feel all of those things as one time, is a mom.
I could not be more thankful for my husband, who has made me feel worthy, loved, and who fills up my bucket. He has taught me what grace looks like, when I am at my worst. He has loved me when I felt I had no time for anything else. He patiently waited.
Though nothing can replace the relationship women have with other women. Let’s be honest. Our husbands probably have zero desire to fulfill that role anyways! I mean who can follow our conversation logic when we switch from one topic to another and then back in the matter of .04 seconds! We are blessed to have each other, aren’t we?
But why do we allow the Enemy to cheer on our differences that divide, instead of trying to stay on the same road, together? Why do we let the decisions we make, separate us, instead of bring us closer together in conversation?
Think about how many social media posts you have read about the hot topics of motherhood. The very topics that divide us. How many of us have had graceful conversations about these topics in person with someone else? What is there to gain when we post opinions, but lash back when someone disagrees? Why have we chosen to assert our “rightness” instead of joining together to figure out how to live this life together?
I am a firm believer that God has created us for community. For relationship. I admit I am someone who is a home body and by default, enjoys time in my home with just my daughter and family. But I also love engaging in conversation. There is something that is liberating and thrilling about it. But I feel like women are so afraid to talk or open up for fear of what someone else might think. What does it matter? What if someone does it a different way? It doesn’t mean you are wrong and they are right.
The beauty of being a mom is that God has called each of us to parent a certain way and if you are committing your parenting to the Lord, no one can tell you that you are wrong (as long as it doesn’t go against God’s Word or His character). Most of the things that divide us, my friends, are not salvation issues. Yet we treat them as if they are. And they divide us to the point where we treat others as “you are not a Christian if…”
It makes me heart just weep.
It makes me cry just typing that.
Does your heart weep in the same way? Do you long to have candid, open, honest, heart-felt, and REAL conversations about life without fear of judgement and condemnation?
Join me on the journey. Join me in not holding back our hearts. Join me in offering grace instead of judgement. Join me seeking to understand before seeking to be right. Join me in believing that every mom and every woman is worthy of God’s love and compassion – that same love and compassion we need to be offering. Join me in believing that we can make a change and a difference.
Join me TODAY, by looking at your own life and ask God to show you were you can be more vulnerable. Where you can open up your heart even more. Join me by first doing this with God and you will then see it overflowing into your other relationships too.
Trust me. It is worth giving it a shot.
Join me on the journey.