Mother’s Day reflections

If you scroll through Facebook today, you are likely to see your feed filled with pictures of moms and their kids.

What if your Mother’s Day doesn’t feel Facebook post worthy?

What if your Mother’s Day doesn’t live up to the expectations you were hoping for?

My day wasn’t perfect, but you know what?

That’s okay.

Authentic love isn’t perfect. It’s messy. There is beauty in brokenness. God does some of His best work in us when we are willing to be vulnerable and to allow Him to work through our brokenness.

I don’t know what Mother’s Day looks like for you, but I do know that every woman needs a gentle reminder to extend some grace to herself from time to time.

Pictures on Facebook are nice and hashtags with bestmomever are all fine and dandy, but everyone has a struggle of some sort behind their Facebook life.

Today, despite my unmet expectations of the “perfect” day, I was reminded to relish in the joy of everyday moments and to extend some grace to myself and those whom I love.

the meal my children cooked me

I hope you had a wonderful Mother’s day!!

Oh and if you need a little mom encouragement…. here’s a great collection of stories. Enjoy!!


Beautifully Broken

A new year stirs up all sorts of ambitions, resolutions, goals… Whatever you want to call them. Personally, for me, a new year finds my thoughts very reflective 

What went well last year? How have I grown professionally? Personally? Spirituality? Where are areas I still desire to grow? What are my dreams?

Delight yourself in the Lord, and He shall give you the desires of your heart. Psalm 37:4

This year, I want to delight more in the Lord. I desire to grow deeper in my relationship with Him. I want to continue to learn to trust more when in the past, the anxiety would consume me. I desire His peace.

God listens to our voice. When we cry out to Him, He listens. As I walked through a valley recently, I cried out to God. He did not remove me from the situation, but rather, He revealed to me His faithfulness. Instead of calming the storm right away, He walked with me through the storm and comforted me with His peace.

At my chiropractor appointment the other day as I waited for my receipt of payment, my gaze lingered on the desk calendar. It read… Sometimes, God allows something to happen in our lives that only He can fix so we get to see Him fix it.

What’s “broken” in your life right now? A relationship? Your current job situation? Your finances? Maybe you feel like you are a complete mess and are broken beyond repair. 

God loves us as we are. He takes our brokenness and can make something beautiful out of the mess we are in. 

Maybe, this year instead of planning all these resolutions to lose weight, get organized, eat better…We need to simply cry out more to God, listen to His voice, and trust that He can and will do something beautiful with our brokenness this year.

In my distress I called to the Lord; I cried to my God for help. From his temple, He heard my voice; my cry came before Him, into His ears. Psalm 18:6


Beautifully BrokenĀ 

A special gift. Prayer beads prayed over by the maker for the recipient. Given to me by a volunteer. A special token of her appreciation at the opportunity to serve, to work together. Humbling to me to receive a gift from someone who already gave so much of herself.

I wore them every day. Then, someone noticed, pointed out to me…the broken bead. I looked down. My gaze lingered on the broken bead. Was my precious bracelet damaged?

Broken. Like me. A smile played across my face. The broken bead…a symbolic reminder that I am broken, in need of a Savior.

A body that has a host of food sensitivities. Dreams deferred. A past of experiences woven together in their own beautiful broken way.

Everyone has a story. Life is cruel at times. Things don’t work out like we had hoped. People let us down, and we let people down. 

Broken. Beautifully broken.

God doesn’t see our mess ups, failures, not always so great choices…He sees our Brokenness… beautiful… usable by Him for His glory to grow us….even and especially to bless us.

Every time I wear my prayer beads, I smile when I look down and see the broken bead. Beautifully broken…each and every one of use.

The greatest sacrifice you want is a broken spirit. God, You will gladly accept a heart that is broken because of sadness over sin. Psalm 51:17 NIrV