“Nothing is more important in your life than being one of God’s tools to form a human soul.” – Paul David Tripp
When life throws crazy twists and turns, overwhelming me beyond my breaking point, and when each day drains me of what I think I have to give, my Father brings me to a moment of shaping, a still and quiet place when I notice my own daughter’s soul crying out for guidance, truth, and direction. She is seeking Him. Sometimes it looks messy, angry, confused, disobedient, but other times it’s clear-
she asks directly: “Momma, how do we get to be wif God in heaven?“
she asks directly: “Momma, how do we get to be wif God in heaven?“
These moments where her sou
l cries out for our Creator are intoxicating for me. Now is the time when my own ragamuffin soul has the privilege of pointing to the Good News-this is why I do all the rest of the mothering tasks that otherwise, I kind of hate.

Sometimes, I don’t feel cut out to be a mom. So many days I think my kids would be better off without me, and that I’m genuinely screwing them up. For as much as I have thought motherhood isn’t for me, that I fail, that I want to quit, these soul-moments are what I live for each and every day. Work, chores, sacrifice, roles, balance, none of that matters in this moment. The fact that she fought me on brushing her hair this morning is null. Even the joy of seeing her and her baby sister in beautiful dress up gowns pales when she climbs into my lap and reaches out for hope.
Here in this moment, what matters the most is that I deliver truth, even when it’s painful. Like when I have to tell her that she is broken and sinful too, that she needs a savior just like I did! I am so glad that with that pain comes the HOPE-filled truth of the Gospel, providing us a way to attachment to God. That connection we all long for so deeply.
“But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, even to those who believe in His name,” John 1:12 NASB
Never underestimate the influence you have on the souls God has entrusted to you!
Momma, you have a HIGH calling. Even on your weariest of days, press on toward the prize of the high calling God has given you!
Marla