The Many Faces of Mothering Part 2

Mothering is a beautiful journey, full of messes and love and heartache and joy. Although the world often focuses on “rights and wrongs” of mothering, we want to celebrate mothers everywhere who are brave enough to trust in the Lord. In this series (see part 1 here), we celebrate you, mama!

Following is the beautiful journey of Liz Jones.

My journey as a mother is not unlike most I’m sure. It consisted of a series of stumbling, falling, getting up again, dancing, soaring, running and crying on my knees moments. I wish I could say that every move I made, I covered in prayer, sought out the best support and advice and stayed consistent in my own relationship with the Lord throughout, but that would be misleading. I found that the Lord found me unprepared and needy and pulled me up, nurtured me and taught me along the way, as so often He does whenever we do anything new!

The Many Faces of Mothering

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The Many Faces of Mothering Series… Part 1

Motherhood has a way of finding us in places we never thought we’d be. It sneaks into the weakest parts of our being and strangles truths that had somehow always gone unnoticed. It has us bursting for joy and wiping away tears from one moment to the next. It is perhaps the greatest appointment we will ever know and yet, it leaves our souls aching…wondering who we were before, who we will be later, how we will balance it all.

Mothering is so complex that the faces who bear the journey can blur together to form one group of commonalities, bonding individuals that would have otherwise never connected. Yet, the journeys look so completely different, that there is no simple definition of how to walk through it. Today we begin a series to explore The Many Faces of Mothering.

The Many Faces of Mothering

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When We Feel We’re Not Enough; For Such a Time as This

The night fell silent as I nursed the sweet one. Our small town yellow lights and bright moonlit sky shone life on the dark mountain. My head felt heavy as I calmed her. Teething pain had us up 3 times already. She sought solace in the place that feels the most like home and I anchored my strength to the headboard determined to provide the needed comfort. She finally rested with only an hour left until the island would be brilliant in the glimmer of the sun. The rest of our crew would greet me one by one shortly after. I wondered how I would find the strength to meet their needs.

When We Feel We're Not Enough

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