As women we take on many roles in a single day. Today I am a mother, wife, daughter, friend, lover, chef, house cleaner, leader, encourager, giver, driver, listener, and the list goes on and on. But of all the things I am, the most important role is this: I am loved. When I am tired, pulled in every direction and feel like I have nothing left, I remind myself that there is a God who loves me (He is Love itself) and everything else falls under this umbrella of truth. Rest in this today, dear one. You are loved.
When you are tired and overworked, ignored or cast aside, God asks you, “Do you know who you are?”
Few things can humble you like going through childbirth.
Women: The ability to feel deeply is a gift.
What brings me to life? I could say being a mother and end it at that, but it would be a lie. There’s more to me than motherhood.
Despite this quiet revelation of the nearness of death, I still remember the inconsequential details of that day.
It is like that for me when I turn out the lights at night. I am a mixture of dust and polish, ash and sunlight, summer and the harshest winter storm.