What God Is Teaching Me in This Season of Motherhood

There are days when motherhood feels like holy ground—sacred, beautiful, and deeply fulfilling.
And then there are days when you’re hiding in the bathroom just to eat a granola bar without someone yelling your name like it’s a national emergency.

Welcome to my current season of motherhood.

If I had to sum up what God is teaching me in this chapter, it would be this:
Growth is messy, grace is necessary, and laughter might just be divine intervention.

Let me explain.

1. I’m Really Not That Independent

Before motherhood, I thought I could handle a lot on my own. But these days? I know I can’t.

• I need God, every day, in some way—through worship music in the car, a few stolen minutes of Bible study, or even a faith-based show that reminds me I’m not alone.
• I need my husband, not just as a parenting partner but as my spiritual teammate. “Two are better than one… If either of them falls down, one can help the other up.” (Ecclesiastes 4:9–10)
• I need community—other like-minded moms, our local church, my Bible study group. Motherhood isn’t meant to be a solo sport. Even Jesus surrounded Himself with community—how much more do we need it? If you need a space, check out Community Bible Study!

God is teaching me to stop trying to do it all and instead lean into the beautiful truth that we were created for dependence—not just on Him, but on each other.

2. He’s Showing Me the Beauty of the Ordinary

I used to think I had to do big things for God—go on mission trips, lead ministries, make an impact.

Now I:

• Wipe noses
• Reheat chicken nuggets
• Say things like, “We don’t lick the dog.”

It doesn’t feel world-changing. But God is showing me that there’s sacredness in the ordinary.

Jesus didn’t just preach to crowds—He washed feet, shared meals, noticed the overlooked.

Motherhood is an invitation to love and serve in hidden places. And that might just mirror Jesus more than any stage or spotlight ever could.

3. He’s Teaching Me Grace Over Guilt

Motherhood comes with a long list of “shoulds”:

• I should be more patient.
• I should feed my kids more vegetables.
• I should stop letting them watch so much TV.
• I should read that parenting book instead of scrolling.

But God is gently peeling back those layers of guilt and replacing them with grace.

He’s not asking me to be a perfect mom. He’s asking me to be a present one.

Some days, I get it right. Some days, I don’t. But every day, His mercies are new (Lamentations 3:22–23).

And I’m learning to receive them.

I think of Peter walking on water—until he sank. Jesus didn’t shame him; He simply reached out and caught him. That’s what God does for me in motherhood, too. (Matthew 14:22-33)

4. I Don’t Have to Conform to the World

There’s pressure everywhere:
More stuff. Picture-perfect homes. Pinterest-worthy birthday parties.
It’s easy to fall into comparison, envy, or consumerism—but God is calling me out of that.

Romans 12:2 says, “Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.”

I’m learning to:

• Be content with what we have
• Celebrate our rhythm, not someone else’s highlight reel
• Model simplicity and gratitude to my kids

A story:
The other day, I was scrolling Pinterest while my older kiddos were “decorating” the living room with couch cushions and paper clippings. I saw a mom post about her beautifully themed birthday party—matching outfits, custom cookies, a balloon arch the size of my car. Meanwhile, Kyle and I were planning something much simpler—a little day trip for our son’s fourth birthday.

I felt that wave of inadequacy rising—like I wasn’t doing enough. That maybe my kids were missing out.

But then William came over, grabbed my face in his sticky little hands, and said, “I can’t wait to have our day with my whoooooole family.”

That was it. No balloon arch required.

In that moment, God reminded me:
They don’t need the curated version of childhood.
They need me and Kyle—present, joyful (when we can be), and content.
I don’t have to keep up. I just have to show up.

5. Jesus Is the Sustainer… And Coffee Helps

There’s no question—Jesus sustains me more than anything else. But coffee is definitely a close second.

When I feel empty, He fills me.
When I feel scattered, He centers me.
When I feel like I have nothing left to give, He reminds me: You don’t have to do this alone.

Colossians 1:17 says, “He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together.” That includes snack time, meltdowns, and every messy in-between moment.

6. God Is Using My Kids to Teach Me About Himself

Children are the best theologians.

They ask the big questions:
“Why did God make mosquitoes?”
“Does God eat snacks?”
“Is Jesus faster than a dinosaur?”

Their curiosity reminds me that God isn’t intimidated by our questions. And their trust reminds me of what faith can look like. Their questions remind me just how deep a child’s faith can be—and challenge me to deepen my own.