My family continues to encounter various trials. Death of loved ones. Broken car doors. Sickness that stretches out into weeks. Joblessness. Not knowing where to live. Saying goodbye to my childhood home—and the list goes on. No matter what the trials—big or small—they can leave us weary and discouraged. But I see progress in my own soul. Last summer I handled the trials very differently.
When we encounter hard challenges, is it possible to consider it joy?
This week’s reflection comes from James 1:1-4. I hope it encourages you.
Jocelyn White is a traveling mom advocating for the end of slavery in our lifetime. I recently interviewed her for Christianity Today Women and we talked about slavery, following Jesus, and how God has led her in motherhood. Her insights will encourage you to serve God in whatever way He calls you.
I’m in California slowly sorting through a lifetime of memories as we sell my childhood home. One of my insights is a motherhood epiphany. Listen and be encouraged, mamas!
In one week our family will be jobless and homeless. Okay, that sounds dramatic, but it’s true. My husband finishes his ministry commitment in Fort Worth this week and our lease ends on our apartment Sunday. We still don’t know where God is leading us in this next season of ministry. When I call out to God as fear swirls within, the Spirit softly speaks, “Walk by faith.”
How do mamas walk by faith in the real world?
Remember what God has done.
The Bible is full of impossible things becoming possible.
Of course there is the Red Sea escape, a rock turning into a flowing spring, and bread appearing just in time every morning—while the Israelites wandered in their land of unknowns.
Then there’s the murderer who turned into a great evangelist, the dead child whom Jesus raised to life, and fishermen becoming leaders in a world-wide movement of God—just to name a few.
Remember our own journeys.
As I look back at my own God-story, I see Him doing many impossible things. First and ultimate, softening my stubborn heart to turn to Him—and another was saving my son from the point of death when he was born—or that time we had $67 left in the bank in seminary and someone gave us a large financial gift.
Trust God is with us (Matt. 28:20).
He will never leave. He never gives up, walks out, or stops hanging out. He is our counselor, teacher, guide, and shepherd. God is with us.
Stay in His Word and in prayer.
Speak truth in your heart (Psalm 15:2). Those nasty peace-destroyers of doubt, fear, and lies wiggle their way into our hearts if we let them. Keep reading. Keep praying, even when it feels weird or distant.
My little ditty I tell myself: Open the Word and put some in, so my heart’s set on Him and not on sin.
Do the next thing we know to do.
For me, it’s pack another box. Don’t know where I’m going, but I’m on my way. As we wait on God we will be making a stop in California while my mom’s house sells and I say goodbye to the home I grew up in.
Scriptures to encourage you:
So, how do we walk by faith in motherhood? Remember what God has done. Trust God is with us. Stay in His Word and in prayer. Do the next thing we know to do.
God, thank you that I can trust you. You promise to never leave me or forsake me. I trust that you will meet all my needs according to your glorious riches in Christ Jesus. Even if I walk through dark trials, your presence sustains me. Help me to see your path when the way seems most unclear. I want to follow You. AMEN.
How about you? Is there an unknown you are facing? I would love to pray for you. Please leave your prayer need in the comments. You can leave a comment by clicking here.
Mamas, I thought I was the only one who struggles with mommy guilt. Ha! Just joking. But to read from another mama the tug of mental war about what we do and tell ourselves when we mess up—again—and lose our our calm and kind tone with the kids? Refreshing.
Sometimes our circumstances weigh us and bring us to our knees. We cry out to God, but silence. Where is God in our Gethsemane seasons?
This week’s post is from a sweet friend, Lucille Williams (I call her Lu). She is a mom to three grown children, married to a pastor, and has given me lots of wise advice and deep belly laughs over the years. Her new-release, “From Me to We” is a candid, funny, and helpful book on marriage.
Lord, please give me the strength and wisdom to get through today. Please Lord, I need energy—I’m not asking for extra—just enough to do everything I need to today.
Many days started like that when my kids were little, but on this particular day all was well—superb even. My day was going so well that I decided to head to my kids’ elementary school, and watch them play on the playground.
Undercover, of course.
I parked at the far end of the school and watched from the street. I wanted to see how my children interacted when they didn’t know Mom was looking. I smiled as I played Mom Detective, a modern day Sherlock Holmes.
I noticed a little boy chasing and throwing down all the little girls. They dropped like Hulk Hogan throwing down Rawdy Roddy Piper.
My mouth open and with a huge gasp—who is that child’s mother? Unbelievable. (more…)
Sometimes God feels far. He feels far for me right now. I feel like a ball in a ping ball machine, bounced around in a chaotic rattling, but not really going anywhere. Only to return from where I came from, the bottom.
When life feels dark and we are pinging off of anxiety, depression, grief, and other threatening emotions, how can we find balance, peace, and truth?
Listen to this week’s video reflection. I hope it helps you and those you love.
God, I know Your Word says you never leave me, but you feel far away. Do you see me? The way ahead is clouded and I am overcome. Please help me. Please show me the way, even for just the next step. The noise and the chaos clouds me from clarity. Please, be my clarity. In Jesus’ name, AMEN.
How about you? How do you experience God in the darkness? Please share. You can leave a comment by clicking here.
Life crashes around me
I can’t breathe
No gust of strength
No whirl of joy
A breathless heart
The tears are starting to fall
I wondered when they would
Rush in like a river
Wash away my strength
On my own
And I cling
To the Lord
He reminds me
Of His finished work
I don’t have to strive
All He wants is me
So I lay myself down
And He says, “Come.
My yoke is easy
My burden is light.”
So I close my eyes
Fully—no part of my soul
Hanging on to my own
Ways of getting through
And for the first time since
I heard the news
Fully—no part of my soul
Mom died three weeks ago. I have hurried, organized, and pushed through in mothering, but it crashed around me today in my fatigue. And I realize again how I can’t do this on my own. Even with amazing family and friends. Only God gives breath.
Are you in a challenging season? Do you know someone who is?