We can’t change sinful hearts by our own strength, but Christ’s rescue transforms us into truly humble, hopeful moms.

Sometimes our kids can be the flashlight God uses to shine truth into our lives.

God offers us healing from our painful pasts not only so we can grow as mothers and be a blessing to our children, but because he delights to make us—his children—whole.

Evil should make us angry—but not every occasion demands a display of anger.

When we see our sin reflected in our children, we have an opportunity to talk to them about their need for grace and God’s power to change us.

Keep applying the gospel again and again—moment-by-moment, prayer-by-prayer, conflict-by-conflict—it focuses our hearts more fully on Christ and conforms us to his image.

Instead of teaching our children to “follow their hearts,” we can help them understand that our hearts are meant to be led, not followed.

God works all things together for good for those who love him. But sometimes, our circumstances don’t feel good, especially in seasons of suffering. How can we trust that his work in our life is good? We look to Jesus.

We’re raising children in a world of influencers and opinion-sharers. We can’t change our kids’ hearts or control what they do, but we can show them the beauty and hope of the gospel.

It’s easy, as a mother, to let our circumstances steal our joy. But don’t miss the moments of goodness; keep your eyes on Jesus.

Sometimes we get so tired of the same sins, we want to just give up and stay where we are. But keep going back to the cross for grace, because Christ's forgiveness drives us to repentance.

It started less than an hour after she was born. Still exhausted and overjoyed after delivery, when the long-awaited newborn daughter I cradled began rooting for her first meal, I fed her. Three years (and a baby brother) later, feeding these children remains my primary task in life.

When so much of my brain space is occupied with thoughts of my children’s meals, it’s no surprise that it comes up in conversation with fellow moms. A new friend at a playground exclaimed that watching my toddler son devour a hardboiled egg made her feel guilty about her kids’ chips...
I guess even I feel some guilt about feeding my family sometimes.

...if you can’t shake your longing for guilt-free eating, the gospel reminds us we are in good company. We’re all groaning for the redemption of our bodies at that marvelous feast, but we miss the mark when we assume food choices can provide us a bit of moral superiority on the way. It’s not that caring about food or farming is bad, or that God doesn’t care about it himself. It’s that dividing food into categories that signal our success as a parent, maybe thinking that a “clean” or “natural” menu is a way to uphold our virtue or that feeding our kids more vegetables than crackers can ease our guilt, can go too far...

The Christian life is not about what we’re putting in our mouths, but what has come out of God’s. Our food choices are of some value, but not eternal value; God’s word stands firm forever.