In the Light This summer, I led a Bible study for the young singles in our church, and sexual discipleship was one of the topics in this series. It was also the week I had the most anxiety about teaching. In a conversation with a friend, I relayed my nerves about this particular week and […]

Life is so short, and the Gospel is so good. Why would we not share it with others? Jesus told us in Matthew 28:18-20 to go and share the good news with all people and all nations. As well-watered women, we have opportunities every single day to share the love of Christ with the world […]

Some days I wake up discouraged and with a spirit of defeat clouded my vision before I even finish my first cup of coffee. Today was one of those days where the enemy immediately starting feeding me lie after lie the moment my eyes opened. He whispered into my soul that I’m not good enough and a failure. He pounded my heart with discouragement and lack of confidence. He almost convinced me to just throw in the towel today.

Almost.

We are all worshippers. The question is never, am I worshipping? Instead, we should daily ask ourselves, what/who am I worshipping? The definition of worship is “the act of worshipping God or a god.” We either worship the one True God who is worthy of our affection, or we worship little gods that deceive us into thinking they are greater than they are. In Psalm 115:4-8, David describes what this kind of worship looks like, “Their idols are silver and gold, the work of human hands. They have mouths, but do not speak; eyes, but do not see. They have ears, but do not hear; noses, but do not smell. They have hands, but do not feel; feet, but do not walk; and they do not make a sound in their throat. Those who make them become like them; so do all who trust in them.” 

There are moments in life I wish I could erase but are seared onto my memory like a tattoo. One of those moments was last fall when I walked through a season of depression and intense anxiety. A darkness descended on my soul that felt unbearable at times. It seemed impossible most days to see beyond my broken state. Leading up to this season, the pace of my life had drastically sped up. Looking from the outside in, our life seemed to be flourishing in many ways. I was traveling to speak at various women’s events, we had a rambunctious, loving toddler, and were serving in our local church. And yet, in the midst of all this, I crashed and waves of anxiety flooded into my soul, making me feel like I was drowning.

As we watched a man walking down the street, tossing beautiful colorful petals on the concrete, we wanted to snatch them up and hold onto them — what a waste! — we thought. Why is it that we seem to grasp for the petals and pieces of color instead of longing for the garden of grace and the relationship with the Gardener Himself?

Today I am sharing on Risen Motherhood about looking to Christ in work and motherhood and hope you’ll join us! 

We can’t look to other people to find the hope that only Jesus can give us. We have all “failed” and fallen short of God’s glory. But the hope we have is this: Christ Jesus never fails.

What if we became women who had open doors to our homes and our hearts?

Coffee and the Word may seem cliche, but I can’t help but think it could be the best possible reminder of the great sacrifice He made so many years ago. | New post by Rachael Milner!