I am not a mother, but I’m surrounded by beautiful women who are. Some of you I watched as you walked down long, hard paths. Some are still in the trenches. Some are finally resting on the long-awaited mountaintop. To each of you in various seasons, mothers or not, I offer a word of hope, knowing my words will not lift any burdens or remove any pain, but praying they will turn your gaze heavenward and point you to Jesus who can and will.

Dear Tired Mama,
You’re worn to a frazzle and are bleary-eyed. Another sleepless night, another sick child, another temper tantrum to address. It feels like you’re sinking in a bottomless pit, or being sucked under by a rip current. But don’t fight it. Rest in Jesus. Hang in there, sweet mama. You are loved, and your life matters to God and for His Kingdom purposes. (Ps. 88, Matt. 11:28-29)

Dear Restless Mama,
You wonder if this is all there is. You long to do great and noble things for the Lord; to go places and accomplish much . . . but all you see is a pile of laundry and dirty diapers on repeat. The season is hard and long, but it isn’t pointless. Trust in Him. You are making a far greater impact than you can imagine. Hang in there, sweet mama. You are loved, and your life matters to God and for His Kingdom purposes. (Ps. 62, John 15:5-11)

Dear Anxious Mama,
You’re overwhelmed and afraid. There are so many unknowns and uncertainties in parenting, and no one way to do anything. You hold your newborn in your arms and already feel the weight of the next eighteen years. You search and strive for the best parenting methods, the best diet, the best education, and wonder if it’ll all be enough. Don’t fret, just hang in there, sweet mama. You are loved, and your life matters to God and for His Kingdom purposes. (Isa. 41:10, Matt. 6:25-34)

Dear Grieving Mama,
You’re hurting and reeling from pain. Nothing makes sense, and God seems so far away. Where is God right now, you ask. Doesn’t He see? There may be dark clouds shrouding your view, but the Son is still there! He will not turn a blind eye to your tears. He does see and He does care. Hang in there, sweet mama. You are loved, and your life matters to God and for His Kingdom purposes. (Ps. 42, 2 Cor. 1:3-5)

Dear Angry Mama,
You’ve had enough. It feels like life is against you. God is either unkind or has a cruel sense of humor. When will the madness end? God doesn’t expect you to hide your emotions or pretend they don’t exist. But neither does He want you to be controlled by them. So release your anger and pour out your heart to Him—even through the ugly tears. Hang in there, sweet mama. You are loved, and your life matters to God and for His Kingdom purposes. (Job 30:16-23, 1 Pet. 5:6-11)

Dear Ashamed Mama,
I see your hot, bitter tears, the look of guilt from harsh words recklessly unleashed. You feel remorse over your failures but don’t see an end to the vicious cycle. Take heart. There is a God of Love who heals and forgives and empowers. Jesus isn’t ashamed of you. Hang in there, sweet mama. You are loved, and your life matters to God and for His Kingdom purposes. (Ps. 31:1-5, Ps. 130, Rom. 8:1-2)

Dear Doubting Mama,
You question God’s goodness, or perhaps His existence. You’ve seen Him work before and have felt His grace in the past, but where is He now? You plea for mercy and desperately hunt for any promises to hold on to, but you still feel empty and mocked. Oh, hang in there, sweet mama! God is real and is greater than your doubts. You are loved, and your life matters to God and for His Kingdom purposes. (Ps. 77, 2 Cor. 4:7-18)

Dear Lonely Mama,
The road is steep and the horizon dim. You feel isolated, overlooked, and discouraged. There’s no time for coffee with a friend and no budget for a babysitter for a date night. You may feel alone but you are not forgotten. Jesus sees and He promises to be with you. Hang in there, sweet mama. You are loved, and your life matters to God and for His Kingdom purposes. (Psalm 25, Ps. 139, Rom. 8:31-39)

Dear Perfect Mama,
Yes, you. I know you’re looking over your shoulder to see whom I’m talking to now, but the reality is that as a daughter of the King this is who you really are. You are not identified by your faults, your flukes, or your fears. Your identity is found only in Christ. You are loved, and your life matters to God and for His Kingdom purposes.

No, you are not actually sinless, so Christ lived that perfect life for you, making you righteous in Him (1 Pet. 2:21-25). No, you are not self-sufficient, but Christ’s blood shed for you is, making you whole in Him (Eph. 1:7-8). No, you are not enough in your own strength, but Christ is (Col. 1:15-20), declaring you alive and forgiven in Him (Col. 2:13-15)!

When you’re restless and discouraged, Jesus is enough.
When you’re tired and weary, Jesus is enough.
When you’re overwhelmed and afraid, Jesus is enough.
When you’re grieving and hurting, Jesus is enough.
When you’re angry and frustrated, Jesus is enough.
When you’re ashamed and remorseful, Jesus is enough.
When you’re doubtful and cynical, Jesus is enough.
When you’re lonely and depressed, Jesus is enough.

Father, thank You for sending Your Son to cover all our sins! Thank You that Your grace is sufficient for this mama in her weakness. Thank You for being patient with her failures. Thank You for loving her even when she questions You. Thank You for comforting and sustaining her when she’s racked with grief and despair.

We praise You, for You are enough for all things. You will never leave us nor forsake us. Your love will never let us go. And Jesus, we hold on in faith to these promises of hope and life in Your name!

2 thoughts on “A Word of Hope to the Weary

  1. Nothing more Kingdom oriented than raising a child in the Lord, “for such is the Kingdom of Heaven.”

    Good thoughts…DD

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  2. Thank you sweet sister. I am sure this post was inspired by my groaning. I have no clue why this has cut me to the core so much. It is the oddest thing. I do appreciate all the love and thought into this. And all the scripture references. It brought tears to read this. But then again you may not be that flattered since I have been crying at every stroke of the clock.

    Thank you. Very helpful.

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