This post is part of the 31 Days to Flourish in Motherhood series. Click here for the whole list!
I went back and forth about writing what I’m about to write — not whether to write it, but when. I didn’t want it to seem like an afterthought, squeezed in at the very end. Unfortunately, in my life, sometimes He is. I squeeze Him in at the very end of my free time, at the very end of my day, at the very end of me.
So here, at the very end of my series on flourishing in motherhood, I’ll be honest (again): it’s all about Jesus.
When I’m really with Him, when my relationship with Him is flourishing… then I’m at my best as a mother.
But when I treat Him like an afterthought… when I’ve forgotten that He longs to be my everything… when I’ve allowed my relationship with Him to become stale… then I’m not flourishing in anything.
Sometimes, I do really well. I make time. I find solace in the quiet pockets of the day. I am eager to rest in Him and in the Word. Other times, I find it’s been days, even weeks, and I don’t even know where my Bible is. Without exception, those are the times when I find frustration mounting as I try to be a good mom.
Involvement in church, MOPS, choir, fellowship groups… all of those are important to my faith and keep me connected with the Body of Christ. But it’s easy to get lost in all of that. None of it can substitute for that constant connection with Jesus. Those things help encourage me, but they don’t complete me.
Only in Him is my cup filled. Only with Him at the very center of my life do I truly flourish in motherhood.