08/31/2026
One day they will stand where you’ve stood.
I sat behind them this morning, taking it all in. Gods spirit breathed over me quietly, and quickly- “they are following your steps- make sure I’m guiding them.” He whispered.
I couldn’t help but see Justin and I, mirrored in their tiny Sunday composures.
Quiet, yet excited all in the same. Their souls hungry to see what happens next in church.
Never once have they failed to come to the altar, to pray with us when we need it, or pray for healing over our members. They remain invested in Sunday school lessons, and Wednesday night youth services. As a homeschool family this is their main source of social interaction, by choice, and they never complain- they are just grateful for the opportunities.
They haven’t questioned God through everything we have faced this year. They are stronger than I am most days. They have held me together and reminded me God loves us so very much, every day when I’ve been trying my best even at my lowest to show them the very same thing.
God has made himself too evident to our family since they were just babies, And so nonchalantly, and humbly they just; believe.
It’s so easy to get caught up in the daily things; chores, school work, farm work, dr visits, etc that as a parent I wonder at the end of the day, “did I do enough to convince them that being part of Gods kingdom comes above all of these things?”
“Did I portray myself in the best Christian example that I possibly could have today?”
And, “do they know that when I’ve failed I’ve faithfully ran to the father for forgiveness?”
And then I see them like I did this morning…
Sarah, eager to learn in Sunday school and always excited to get up and sing.
Dalton, his father’s mere shadow - so very exited to hear him preach the message.
Elijah- our oldest son - always ready to serve the Lord when he is called, this morning by volunteering to take up this week’s offering.
And When Elijah stepped up he was wearing his He Provides Homestead shirt I made for our last mission trip with the Bible verse on the back. My heart and mind just realizing he is nearly fully grown and getting himself ready for church on his own now, and in all things he chose to wear his best “church shirt” mama made for him. 😭
And instantly I’m just wrecked by the spirit.
I’m constantly battling the thought of “Am I being the mother God wants me to be?”
And just as I write this I hear my daughter playing in the yard singing “My Jesus” and those feelings stop feeling like worry, and start feeling more like confirmation that my calling above all things is to raise my children to be HIS children.
The hard days will make you realize that one day everything you poured into them through it will be who they become.
All of the times you sat with them, prayed with them, explained things to them you weren’t even sure you could, WILL matter.
Let’s be honest, it is inevitable.
There will be times you feel like you’ve failed.
In those moments you must remember- allowing God to guide your own footsteps, means your children are following them too -and God will never lead them astray.
God has entrusted me with many things.
I am; a preachers wife, a baker, a writer, the occasional piano player, guitarist and songwriter. I enjoy encouraging others and telling my story, but above all of these things, my calling as a mother is the highest honor.
I am so thankful God has been with me every step of the way.
Every mistake, every joy filled moment, and the hard moments in between, God has never left my side.
He has continually given me the ability to raise some extraordinary children.
I do not post about them much because we prefer to keep their lives off of social media, but I am so, so proud of what they have become. Not because of what I have done, but because of what God has done.
Without God my children would not be with me today. And for that opportunity I am eternally grateful to be called, as their Mother.
Do not ever feel like your “calling” is too small. You are raising up the next generation of David’s or Goliaths- and I choose to root for the winning side.
You are blessed, called, and entrusted by the most high, mama.
Don’t you ever let the devil tell you otherwise, after all- one day those tiny souls will stand right where you’ve stood.
