Come and sit with Me, Dear One. It won’t take long. My heart is bursting with the words you need to hear. Motherhood is hard, but it’s a new day. You’re a great mom, but I know you don’t always feel that way. So listen: When you feel like you’re flailing in motherhood, I have you right here in the palm of my hand. Your failures, their behavior, and a million other tugs at your soul can’t pluck you out, you are Mine.
I see your furrowed brows as you try your best to hold onto My promises. At times, you feel like a rock climber dangling from a cliff. You think, “How did I get here? Maybe I’m in over my head.” Your hands are tired. Your body pulls heavy with the gravity that seems bent to see you dashed to pieces.
You try to shake off the negativity and remember the adventure you once envisioned on the holy grounds of motherhood. In your heart, you feel you were born for this, your life poured out into beautiful souls. But it’s hard to dance to the beat of that drum when your wits are frayed, they’re calling your name and the house is undone. But My Daughter, this is what I want you to know: I’ve got you. You can lay down your sword. Even the mightiest warriors need a safe place to let the tears fall. There’s no judgment here. You’re safe in My Love. I am the cup for your thirst and the bread for your famished soul. I am the Enough in your lack. Nothing in you can scare me away. So drink in My love. Have your fill of My goodness. With me is infinite kindness. With my company is renewed strength for your gloriously ordinary days. And never, never forget, when you’re washing dishes, when you’re playing taxi, when you’re having that hard conversation, I love you, I love you, I love you. I’m with you in the thick, Dear One. And I’ll be with you every step of the way.