Grace for moms

Every blog post I've written so far has come from my heart — often from moments when I felt broken, tired, yet held together by God's gentle hands. Today, on my 50th post, I just want to say one thing: God is not done with you. Even when life feels like a desert, remember, He’s still writing your story. Let me share a story from the Bible that speaks deeply to me. The Widow of Zarephath (1 Kings 17:8–16) There was a widow who had nothing left — just a handful of flour and a little oil. A drought had dried up everything, and she was preparing what she believed would be her last meal for her and her son. Then, the prophet Elijah came to her and said something unbelievable: "Make me a small cake first." She obeyed — with trembling hands, maybe with questions in her heart — but she trusted. And God honored her faith. The flour never ran out. The oil never ran dry. Every single day, God provided. ✨ Bible Verse; “And my God shall supply all your need according to His riches...

Teaching Our Children to Turn to God First Because the world doesn’t have the answers — but God always does. The other day, my daughter came home from school quiet and heavy-hearted. She didn’t say much, but I could tell something was bothering her. I gently sat beside her, hugged her close, and asked, “Do you want to talk to Jesus about it first?” She nodded. So right there, in the corner of our room, we knelt down and prayed. No fancy words, no perfect sentences — just her soft voice whispering what hurt, and asking God for peace. That moment? It reminded me what parenting is truly about. Not just homework. Not just feeding. Not just bedtime routines. But teaching our children where to go when they feel lost, overwhelmed, or afraid. Not to the world. Not to trends. But to God. 📖 Bible Verse “Start children off on the way they should go, and even when they are old they will not turn from it.” — Proverbs 22:6 This isn’t just a promise — it’s a gentle calling for every parent. A Short ...

Some people come into our lives and feel like sunshine. Others leave us feeling drained, anxious, or constantly questioned. You try to fix the relationship. You try harder to love, to please, to understand—but nothing seems enough. You’re left asking: “Is it okay to let them go?” As Christian women, we’re taught to love, to forgive, and to be patient. But what about when a person becomes a source of spiritual, emotional, or mental harm? Let’s talk about this—with grace, love, and truth. One woman shared her painful experience of how a co-sister, whom she had deeply trusted before marriage, completely changed after the wedding.  Before marriage, the co-sister would regularly talk to her, seek her support, and even share personal struggles, acting as if their bond would last forever.  However, once she got married, everything shifted. The warm connection they had was suddenly cut off.  She stopped reaching out, and it became clear that the relationship had been convenient o...

Hey sweet soul, Have you ever found yourself trapped in comparison? Looking at another woman and thinking, “She’s a better mom…” “She’s more spiritual…” “She looks more confident…” We live in a world that constantly measures us against one another — from Instagram stories to family gatherings. Slowly, without realizing, we begin to chase a version of ourselves we were never called to be. But, dear sister, God isn’t calling you to be like her. He’s calling you to be like Him. 💫 He wants your gentle spirit, your quiet sacrifice, your unseen tears, your whispered prayers. He sees your heart when no one else does. Let me remind you: Your calling is not to imitate another woman’s success, style, or season. Your calling is to walk with Jesus, and let Him shape you from the inside out. Mary Magdalene – A Woman Set Apart Mary Magdalene wasn’t like the others. Her past was messy, her name carried weight, and yet — she was one of the closest to Jesus. She wasn’t trying to be like Peter or John ...

An Honest Letter to the Overthinking Heart.... Hey sweet friend, 💌 Let me guess… Your mind is racing again, isn’t it? Thinking of that one word someone said last week... That thing you didn’t do right... Worrying about tomorrow’s ‘what ifs’ when today hasn’t even finished. 😔 You're not alone. Overthinking has a way of making our hearts tired before the day even begins. 💭💔 It tricks us into carrying the weight of problems that haven’t even happened yet. Let me gently ask you this: Are you really solving anything? Or just drowning in thoughts you never needed to entertain? 😞 🧠 Overthinking… It’s Not Just a Thought Problem. It’s a Heart Problem.  You want to be a good mom. You want to make the right decision. You want peace, not pressure. But the fear of failing makes you replay, rethink, and rehearse everything until your mind is exhausted. 😩💔 Sound familiar? Even Martha from the Bible felt like that. In Luke 10:41, Jesus gently tells her: “Martha, Martha, you are worried and...

Hey sweet one 💗 Have you been in that space lately — the "not yet" room? That place where the doors haven't opened, where answers are delayed, and where your heart whispers, "How much longer, Lord?" 😔 You’re not alone. Waiting can feel heavy. Especially when you’ve prayed with all your heart 💒, believed with every fiber of your soul 🙏🏼, and still... silence. Maybe you're waiting for that positive test result, that job offer, that financial breakthrough, or that one person to come back changed. And maybe—just maybe—you feel like everyone else is getting their turn while you’re still… just… waiting. 😔💭 But do you remember Abraham? God gave him a promise 🌟—that he would be the father of many nations. But the fulfillment of that promise? It didn’t come instantly. It took years. There were moments Abraham laughed in disbelief 😅, moments he tried to take matters into his own hands, moments of real doubt. But here’s the beauty 💕: Despite the long pause, d...

Have you ever tried so hard to love someone, support them, and do everything right—only to feel invisible, unloved, or second-best? Sometimes, in our efforts to help, we give more than we’re meant to. We lose our joy. We forget our worth. We try to earn love that should have been freely given. Leah’s story reminds us: even when people don’t see us… God does. Leah was married to Jacob. But he didn’t love her—he loved her younger sister Rachel. Leah didn’t choose this situation. Her father tricked Jacob into marrying her. From the very beginning, she was unwanted. So what did Leah do? She tried her best to win Jacob’s heart. She thought, “If I give him children, maybe he’ll love me.” And she had one son, then another, and then another. Each time, she hoped: “Now my husband will love me.” But nothing changed. She kept giving. Kept trying. Kept hurting. Until finally, something shifted in her heart. When she had her fourth son, she said something powerful: “This time I will praise the Lord...

Have you ever been caught between your family and your husband? Have you been expected to stay silent when you're hurt, just to "keep the peace"? Many wives today are stuck in a painful reality: 👉 If her family disrespects her husband, he may completely cut ties with them. But 👉 if his family disrespects her, she’s expected to adjust, forgive, and still be respectful and smiling. Dear mom, does this sound familiar to you? Do you often swallow your pain just to protect your marriage? Do you silently cry to God, saying, “Why doesn’t anyone stand for me?” Let me tell you this: God sees you. Let’s go back to the Bible.. Let’s look at Hannah from the book of 1 Samuel. She was a faithful woman, a praying woman—but she was mocked by her husband’s other wife, Peninnah. 📖 “Her rival used to provoke her grievously to irritate her, because the Lord had closed her womb.” – 1 Samuel 1:6 What did her husband do? He loved her, yes, but he didn’t stop the hurt. He just asked: "Am...

You’ve dreamed of the tiny kicks, the soft cries, the warm snuggles. You’ve smiled at baby clothes in store windows. You’ve held back tears at baby showers. You’ve wondered… “Lord, when will it be my turn?” If you’re in the waiting season — know this: God hasn’t forgotten you. You’re not less of a woman because you haven’t held a baby in your arms yet. You’re not alone in this journey. Many women carry this quiet pain every day, smiling on the outside, breaking inside. Let me remind you of Hannah from the Bible (1 Samuel 1). She was a woman with a deep longing — a child. Year after year, she went to the temple, weeping and praying with a heavy heart. She was misunderstood, mocked, and even thought to be drunk because of her desperate cries to God. But God saw her tears. God heard her prayer. And in time, He answered. She gave birth to Samuel — a prophet who changed the course of Israel’s history. If God remembered Hannah, He will remember you too. His timing may not match your calendar...

Have you ever felt like you’ve been rowing and rowing… but you’re still stuck in the same place? Have you ever whispered to yourself, “Why is life so hard for me?” while everyone else seems to sail smoothly? You wake up before everyone else, care for your kids, manage a house, give your best at work, yet at the end of the day… you feel empty. Like no one sees your effort. No one appreciates your sacrifice. And sometimes, even the people you do everything for… hurt you the most. I see you. Jesus sees you. Now, let’s imagine this: You're in a small boat. The waves of life are rising—financial worries, emotional pain, relationship struggles, loneliness, even your own self-doubt. You're tired. You want to quit. You scream inside, “God, where are you?!” Then suddenly… Jesus steps into your boat. Not with fireworks. Not with loud miracles. But with calm, gentle power. He sits beside you. He doesn't ask you to row harder. He simply says, “Be still. I am here.” In Luke 5:1–11,  Pet...

You’ve probably met them too — the ones who smile wide 😊, ask you how you're doing 💬, and even offer to help 🙋‍♀️... But the moment you leave the room 🚪, they tear you down with their words 🗣️. You cook for them 🍛, welcome them with love 💕, treat them like your own family 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 — but what do you get in return? Rumors 🐍, comparisons 📏, and criticism behind your back 🪞. Sister, you're not alone 🤝. Many women go through this silent pain 💔. Some are wounded by relatives who pretend to support them but secretly envy their happiness 👀. Some are hurt by friends who show affection in public 🤗 but mock them in private 🎭. And sadly, some are betrayed even by close family who hide bitterness behind fake blessings 😢. It’s exhausting, isn’t it? 😓 To be kind and real in a world full of masks 🎭. To stay soft when others keep hurting you 🫀. But here’s what I want to remind you today — God sees everything. 👁️ Every tear 😢, every backstab 🔪, every fake hug 🤷‍♀️. Reme...

From a young age, many girls are told to adjust. “She’s a girl, she should be understanding.” “Let her compromise, she has to live in her in-laws' house one day.” “Girls should be flexible. That’s how families stay united.” But rarely do we hear, “Teach your son to be kind.” “Teach him to help in the kitchen.” “Teach him to respect boundaries, choices, and sacrifices.” This unequal upbringing builds a heavy burden on women. A daughter learns to suppress her dreams, her emotions, and even her pain—just to be called a "good girl." Meanwhile, sons often grow up with a sense of entitlement, never learning the weight of empathy or responsibility in relationships. This mindset affects marriages, homes, and future generations. When a woman speaks up, she’s called “too much.” When a man walks away, he’s excused with “boys will be boys.” It’s time we stop this cycle. Raise sons who adjust too. Raise sons who don’t expect a wife to act like a mother. Raise sons who share, care, and...

I sat beside him. He was right next to me. But somehow, I felt miles away. Phones have brought the world closer… But sometimes, they’ve pushed two hearts apart. Every evening, I wait — Not for a gift or a big surprise. Just a few words, a smile, a little conversation. But he’s there - head down, screen up, fingers scrolling. And I wonder… “When was the last time we laughed together?” “When did we really talk - not about bills or school or milk - but really talk?” I know he’s tired. I know he’s stressed. But… so am I. And yet, here I am - still cooking, still cleaning, still caring, Still waiting for him to look at me… not just glance. One day, I whispered in my heart, “Jesus, do You see me?” And I felt Him say: “Yes, my daughter. I see the love you give even when it’s not returned. I see the tears behind your silence. You are not alone.” 📖 Bible Verse: “You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in Your bottle. You have recorded each one in Your book.” — Psalm 5...

Having your own house is a big dream for many women. For years, I lived in rented houses. I adjusted to what was given. I couldn’t fix things how I liked. I couldn’t paint the walls the colour I wanted. Even putting a nail in the wall needed permission. But deep inside, I always prayed, “Lord, one day… please give us our own home.” And then, that day came. Holding the key in my hand, I didn’t see just a house. I saw answered prayers. I saw God’s faithfulness. It may not be perfect. It may take time to fully set up. But it’s ours, and it’s filled with peace. Because where God lives, there is rest. ✨ There’s a woman in the Bible who didn’t have a fancy house, but she had a welcoming heart. In 2 Kings 4, a woman made a small room for the prophet Elisha — a bed, a table, a chair, and a lamp. That little space became a place of blessing and miracles. Later, God blessed her with a child. So even if your house feels small or simple today, your love and faith can fill it with God’s presence. A...

There are mornings when we wake up already feeling tired — hair messy, mind messier, and heart heavy. We rush into the day, trying to beat the chaos, forgetting to sit quietly with the One who brings true peace. And by midday, it shows: our spirit feels restless, words become sharp, and patience runs thin. Starting your day with Jesus isn’t just a ritual; it’s a gentle refill of the heart. It’s choosing to let His words settle the storms before the world even tries to stir them up. Like the warmth of that first cup of coffee, His presence awakens us, comforts us, and gives us strength that caffeine can’t. 🌿 A story to remember: In Luke 10:38–42, we see Martha busy and overwhelmed, doing everything to prepare and serve — yet she feels upset and unnoticed. Meanwhile, her sister Mary simply sits at Jesus’ feet, listening. Jesus gently reminds Martha that "only one thing is needed" — to be with Him first. It wasn’t that Martha’s work didn’t matter, but that her heart needed fill...

There are days when you stand in front of the mirror, take a deep breath… and still feel the shadow behind you. Maybe it’s fear whispering “you’re not enough.” Maybe it’s doubt choking your prayers. Maybe it’s the guilt of your past that follows you like a dark cloud. But hear this today: ✨ You were never meant to fight with your strength alone. Your strength doesn’t come from being fearless; it comes from knowing Whose daughter you are — loved, chosen, redeemed. 🌸 Even when your knees shake, your heart can stand tall. Because it’s not the size of your enemy that matters; it’s the size of your God who stands beside you. 🌿 Long ago, a young shepherd named David stood before the towering giant, Goliath. Stronger, louder, and armed with weapons David didn’t have. But David remembered every moment God had been faithful before — rescuing him from lions and bears. And he boldly declared: “You come to me with a sword and a spear, but I come to you in the name of the Lord.” With just one sto...

Have you ever prayed so hard that your heart ached, yet nothing seemed to change? 😔 Maybe you whispered, “Lord, please heal my child…” or “Please help my husband see my pain…” or “Lord, open a door for me, I can’t do this anymore…” — but the days kept passing, and your situation stayed the same. 🌙 In those quiet nights, it feels like heaven itself has closed its doors. Your hope starts to crack, and doubts whisper, “Maybe God doesn’t hear me…” 💧 But dear heart, you’re not alone. 🌿 Long ago, there was a woman named Hannah. (1 Samuel 1) Year after year, Hannah prayed for a child. She poured out her soul, her tears soaking the ground as others laughed at her pain. Even her husband couldn’t fully understand. Still, she kept praying — not once, not twice, but faithfully, even when God seemed silent. It must have hurt Hannah deeply to see her prayers remain unanswered for so long. Yet she didn’t stop. Instead, she brought her broken heart to God again and again, trusting Him with what se...

Have you ever sat quietly and thought, “What really makes me rich?” In a world where wealth is measured by bank balances, jewels, or what we own, it’s easy to feel empty when we lose them—or never have them in the first place. But there’s a kind of treasure no thief can steal and no market can measure. A treasure found deep in the heart of a woman who clings to faith even in seasons of loss, scarcity, or debt. Maybe you once felt “rich” because of the comforts you had—a beautiful home, a little savings, or even the respect of people around you. And maybe life stripped some of those away. But what remains can often be the greatest treasure of all: your faith, your hope, your quiet prayers whispered at midnight, your trust that God still sees you, even in the shadows. This richness isn’t about what we hold in our hands; it’s about Who holds us close when everything else slips away. When you know your true treasure is in God, even the hardest days can’t bankrupt your spirit. 🌱 📖 Bible v...

Some moments in life remind us: we cannot walk this path alone. We all carry invisible weights — worries about our children, silent battles in marriage, financial strains, or simply the tiredness that never seems to go away. And sometimes, just sometimes, we need hearts beside us who dare to carry us closer to hope. ✨ A real-life reflection: There are days when a woman feels completely worn out: She stands in the kitchen, staring blankly at the boiling pot, but her mind aches from worries she can’t even share aloud. She feels unseen in a crowded family, unheard though her heart is shouting. In those moments, she remembers the friend who quietly prays for her at midnight. The sister who sends a message, “God is with you.” The friend who shows up with nothing but her presence — and somehow, that’s enough to breathe again. The Bible beautifully shows us the power of such friendships in Mark 2:1–12: A paralyzed man lay hopeless, unable to reach Jesus by himself. But his four friends didn’t...

Have you ever whispered “no” — and then spent the whole night wondering if you hurt someone? Have you replayed every word in your mind, afraid they’ll think you’re selfish, lazy, or heartless? Many of us women carry this invisible burden: to always say yes, to never disappoint. We say yes to extra work, yes to family demands, yes to last-minute favors — even when our minds scream for rest. But here’s the truth: boundaries aren’t unkind. A “no” spoken gently can be healthier than a resentful “yes.” When you keep pouring from an empty cup, there’s nothing left for the people who truly need your love. It’s okay to pause. It’s okay to choose what matters most in that moment — your health, your children, your peace. Saying “no” doesn’t mean you don’t care. It means you’re human. 🌱✨ Even Jesus sometimes withdrew from the crowds to pray, to rest, to be alone (Luke 5:16). If He, who loved perfectly, set boundaries — you can too. 📖 Bible verse: “But Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and p...

Some days, you look at yourself and feel useless. You were once busy, earning, creating, or caring for so many — and now it feels like your hands are empty. You hear the silent questions in the house: "What do you do all day?" "Why don’t you try harder?" And though you smile, inside your heart whispers: "I wish I could… but I don’t know how anymore." In 1 Kings 17:7–16, there was a poor widow in Zarephath who had almost nothing left — only a handful of flour and a little oil. She was gathering sticks to prepare what she believed would be her and her son’s last meal before dying of hunger. But God sent the prophet Elijah to her. He asked her to trust and make bread for him first, and in faith, she obeyed. Then God performed a miracle: “The jar of flour was not used up and the jug of oil did not run dry…” — her little never ran out until the drought ended. Imagine her shame, fear, and heaviness before that moment — feeling she had nothing left to offer. Yet,...

Deborah wasn’t supposed to lead. At least, not in the eyes of her culture. She lived in a time when women’s voices were rarely heard in public, let alone respected. Yet, God chose her to be a judge, prophetess, and leader over all Israel. ✨ Imagine the quiet strength it must have taken to sit under that palm tree (Judges 4:5), day after day, hearing people’s problems, giving wisdom, and knowing some questioned why a woman was in that seat. Today, so many women carry that same hidden weight: 🌱 Leading in families that don’t see their worth 🌱 Balancing work, motherhood, and expectations that feel impossible 🌱 Speaking truth kindly in places where their voices are ignored or criticized 🌱 Holding faith when the world says “You can’t do it” Deborah reminds us: it’s not about being fearless — it’s about being faithful. Even when doubts whisper: “Who do you think you are?” — God says: “You are chosen, called, and equipped.” 💛 📖 Bible verse:  “Arise, Deborah, arise…” — Judges 5:12 ✨ ...

We all know the ache of waiting. 🌙 Waiting for a prayer to be answered… For a broken relationship to heal… For a child to come home… For our own hearts to feel whole again. Sarah’s story in the Bible feels so painfully familiar. She waited year after year, watching time slip away. She saw other women hold babies in their arms, while her own arms stayed empty. She must have felt overlooked, forgotten — maybe even punished. And when the promise finally came, Sarah laughed — not out of joy, but disbelief. Because hope had lived in her heart so long, it had started to feel foolish. ✨ Yet, God still fulfilled His promise. Not because Sarah never doubted, never questioned, or never grew tired… But because God’s faithfulness isn’t limited by our weakness. 🙏 🌸 Real-life reflection for moms today: Some of us are waiting, too. For a healing in our marriage. For a child’s heart to soften. For debts to clear. For peace after years of silent battles. And maybe, like Sarah, we’ve stopped daring t...

Dear sister, Have you ever felt like you’ve lost something you can never get back? Maybe your peace… after years of family fights. Maybe your self-worth… after harsh words from loved ones. Maybe your closeness with your husband… replaced by cold silence. Or your child’s trust… after a moment of anger that you regret every night. Some of us have lost even more — friendships we thought would last forever, health that changed after childbirth, or a dream buried under responsibilities. And some of us carry the quiet pain of losing what this world values so much — the treasures we saved, the things we built, what we thought would keep us secure. They slipped through our hands, and left us feeling empty and defeated. We think it’s over. We silently whisper, “Maybe this is how life will be now.” But do you know what David did when everything he loved was taken? He asked God. And God’s answer was simple, yet so powerful: 👉 That broken relationship? Pursue it with prayer and humility — you mig...

Dear sister… Maybe you’re reading this hiding in the bathroom, with shaking hands. Maybe you’ve learned to walk lightly, speak softly, and breathe quietly — because even your breath feels dangerous in your own home. You’ve heard the words: “It’s your fault.” “Who will believe you?” “Stay… for the children.” And part of you started to believe those lies. That your tears don’t matter. That your bruises are yours to carry. That no one sees… no one cares. But listen to me, precious soul: 🌿 God sees. 🌿 God knows. 🌿 God weeps with you. He saw the first time, the last time, and every silent night in between. He has counted every tear that soaked your pillow. And He has never, ever turned His face away from you. You may feel worthless. But to Him, you are priceless. You may feel trapped. But to Him, you are worth rescuing. Even if you don’t see a way out yet, He is already making one. Even if you’ve lost your voice, He still hears your heart. 🤍 You are not what was done to you. You are His...

Have you ever looked in the mirror and seen only the tired eyes, the extra weight, or the scars left by life? We all do it sometimes, dear sister. We see a mother who makes mistakes, a wife who isn’t perfect, a woman who feels far from what she dreamed to be. But there is Someone standing beside you… quietly whispering: “I see so much more.” 🌱 He sees the prayers you whispered through tears. 🌱 He sees the strength it took to get out of bed this morning. 🌱 He sees the love you give, even when you feel empty inside. You might look in the mirror and see only what’s unfinished, messy, or broken. But Jesus sees the masterpiece still being written. ✨ Your story isn’t over yet. ✨ The painful chapters do not define the ending. ✨ In His hands, even your scars become part of something beautiful. So trust Him, dear one. Trust the Author who knows every hidden hurt, every silent prayer, and every hope you’ve buried deep inside. Because the best chapters may not have come yet. And He is still wr...

She used to celebrate every little thing with me… or so I thought. But slowly, after small blessings came my way — a new saree, a festival photo, my child’s award at school — the warmth turned to cold silence. It’s painful, isn’t it? When someone close, maybe a cousin, a sister‑in‑law, or even an old friend, starts to see your joy as a threat instead of a blessing. 🌱 We don’t ask for their envy. 🌱 We never flaunted what we had. But still, our light makes some hearts uncomfortable. But dear sister, remember this: ✨ You don’t need to shrink so others feel tall. ✨ God’s grace over your life isn’t meant to boast — it’s to show His love. ✨ Keep your heart gentle, not bitter. Pray for them. Ask God to heal what makes them compare. And thank Him quietly for every blessing — because your joy is not wrong. 🤍 Keep shining, even if some smiles fade when you do. 📖 Bible Verse: “A heart at peace gives life to the body, but envy rots the bones.” — Proverbs 14:30 A Short Prayer for You: Lord, Gua...

I don’t know her personally. But when I read the news of the young bride in Tirupur who died just 78 days after marriage… my heart felt heavy. 📿 They gave so much — 300 sovereigns of gold, a car worth lakhs… yet it wasn’t enough. The price they wanted was her peace, her dignity, her very life. And she paid the highest price. This isn’t just “another dowry death” — this is a daughter, a sister, a friend, a woman who once dreamed of a happy married life. My dear sister reading this: 🌱 Maybe you too are living under silent fear. 🌱 Maybe you’re hearing words that break your spirit every day. 🌱 Maybe you feel like nothing you give is enough. Hear me: ✨ Your life is worth more than gold. ✨ God never created you to be weighed on scales of money, jewels, or cars. ✨ Your worth was set on the cross — it can never be bought or sold. And if you ever find yourself thinking, “It’s better to die than to live like this…” Please, pause. Cry out to God. Reach out to someone who loves you, truly love...

She hurt me. Maybe it was just words… or maybe it was something deeper. 🕊️ A harsh comment from a friend. 🕊️ A mother-in-law’s criticism that still stings. 🕊️ Or maybe your own husband’s words that felt unfair. We keep replaying it at night, don’t we? “Why did she say that?” “How could he not understand?” But here’s the quiet truth God showed me: Forgiveness isn’t about proving them wrong. It’s about freeing your own heart from the weight of pain. Forgiving doesn’t mean what happened was okay. It means you choose to hand it over to God… and stop carrying it alone. 🌱 You may never get an apology. 🌱 They may never understand how deeply it hurt you. 🌱 But you can still forgive — because your heart deserves peace. And when you do, you’ll find: ✨ The bitterness softens. ✨ The memories lose their sharpness. ✨ And your soul finally breathes again. Forgiveness doesn’t set them free… It sets you free. 🤍 📖 Bible Verse: “Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just...

Humility. Such a soft word… yet it feels so hard in real life. Just yesterday, a mom I know cooked a special meal. She waited, excited… but no one praised it. In fact, her husband only noticed the salt was a little too much. 🌼 She could have raised her voice. 🌼 She could have said, “Do you know how hard I worked?” 🌼 She could have slammed the plate in anger. But instead, she quietly smiled and said, “I’ll try better next time.” That’s not weakness. That’s humility. Being humble as a mom often means: 🌱 Saying sorry first, even when you’re tired. 🌱 Staying quiet instead of proving you’re right. 🌱 Serving with love, even when no one notices. The world may call it “being too soft.” But heaven sees it as real strength. Because true humility isn’t thinking you’re worth less… It’s choosing love over pride, quietly, daily. And in those small, unseen moments, God whispers: “I see you. And I’m pleased.” 🤍 📖 Bible Verse:  “Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one ...

Hello July… 🍃 A new page, a new month, and still… the same unchanging God. We moms often step into a new month carrying yesterday’s regrets, last week’s worries, and tomorrow’s what-ifs. ➡️ Maybe June ended with a fight you regret. ➡️ Maybe you lost patience with your little ones. ➡️ Or maybe you’re quietly anxious about what July might bring — bills, school fees, health worries… But here’s the quiet truth: July isn’t new just because the calendar changed. It’s new because His mercies are new every morning (Lamentations 3:23). You don’t need a brand new you to face this month. You just need to remember: 🌼 The same God who held your yesterdays… 🌼 The same God who saw every tear you hid in June… 🌼 The same God who forgave, restored, and kept you… …is already here in July, waiting with love that never runs out. ✨ New month, same God. And that is always enough. ✨ 📖 Bible Verse: “The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; His mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning…”...