Dear Momma,
You got this. Every fiber of your being was uniquely
designed to do what you say you can’t.
Your uniqueness, talents, drive, warmth, and
smiles are all part of God’s perfect plan. Being a
mother is no easy task. It requires the Lord,
patience, endurance, steadfastness, and a friend.
Dear Momma,
I’ll be your friend. We don’t have to have the
same beliefs or ways of doing things to
share our burdens with each other. Know that my
walk weighs heavily on God, His strength, his
peace and his purpose; I will share my heart with
you and give you space to share yours.
Motherhood is hard. Even if we don’t have
anything else in common, know that we both are
called.
Dear Momma,
Don’t walk motherhood alone. You’re meant to be surrounded
by community and be able to share and laugh in a safe space.
Don’t keep yourself shut in and afraid of what
others might think. Don’t live in fear. We are
human and we fail a lot, but we are not our failures.
We are created in the image of God. To attack yourself with self-doubt,
ill words, or anything else is to attack the Creator
who said you were good.
Dear Momma,
You’re more precious than rubies. You are loved
and adored even if you don’t believe. I have faith
that you will know the One who created you.
Letting him be your strength, comfort, strong
tower, and compass in the lost times.
Dear Momma,
Your children are your mission. I know it seems
lonely at times, but you are directly in the mission field.
There are days you’re beaten
and battered, but you find yourself getting right back up.
Your work is for the Kingdom. It’s not insignificant.
It is not in vain. Don’t worry about always trying to
move to the next thing. Nothing in this life seems
satisfactory because life here is only temporary.
Work on being satisfied in the moment.
Commit yourself to being present in all
circumstances: the good and the bad. Feed
your body with daily bread and drink from the
living water.
Dear Momma,
The Lion of Judah lives inside you and has
given you the authority to ROAR. Don’t allow the
enemy to steal your joy, take away your peace,
and rock the steady foundation. I’ll walk alongside
you as you journey to know the Lord,
discover your identity in him, know your calling
and raise your children in this world.
Dear Momma,
Do you know that the work you’re doing will
continue for generations to come? The corky
little things you do, the traditions you start,
the books you hold on to, the songs you
hold dear, the praise you give the Father, and the
prayers you pray out loud are all heard by the
ones who will carry it on. What you do matters.
Your work is significant. You are a part of an
endless, God-fearing future. Keep praying. Keep teaching.
Keep believing and keep holding on to the promises spoken.
Dear Momma,
You got this.
Attuned to Him 